Creator Spirit, by whose aid
The world's foundations first were laid,
Come visit every pious mind;
Come pour thy joys on humankind;
From sin and sorrow set us free,
And make thy temples worthy thee...
Refine and purge our earthly parts;
But, O, inflame and fire our hearts!
Our frailties help, our vice control,
Submit the senses to the soul;
And when rebellious they are grown,
Then lay thy hand and hold them down
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Chase from our minds the infernal foe,
and peace, the fruit of love, bestow;
And lest our feet should step astray,
Protect and guide us on the way.
Make us eternal truths receive,
And practice all that we believe;
Give us thyself tht we may see
The Father and the Son, by thee
John Dryden(1631-1700)
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