The Spirit and the bride say, Revelation 22:17
Head of Thy church, whose Spirit fills
And flows through every faithful soul,
Unites in mystic love, and seals
Them one, and sanctifies the whole;
Less than the least of saints, I join
My littleness of faith to theirs,
O King of all, Thine ear incline,
Accept our much availing prayers.
Come, Lord, the glorious Spirit cries,
And souls beneath the altar groan,
Come, Lord, the bride on earth replies,
Perfecting all our souls in one.
Pour out the promised gift on all,
Answer the universal
The fullness of the Gentiles call,
And take Thine ancient people home.
To Thee let all the nations flow,
Let all obey the Gospel word;
Let all their bleeding Savior know,
Filled with the glory of the Lord.
O for Thy truth and mercy’s sake
The purchase of Thy passion claim!
Thine heritage the Gentiles take,
And cause the world to know Thy name.
Thee, Lord, let every tongue confess,
Let every knee to Jesus bow:
O! All redeeming Prince of Peace,
We long to see Thy kingdom now.
Hasten that kingdom of Thy grace,
And take us to our heavenly home,
And let us now behold Thy face:
Come, glorious God, to judgment come!