1 COME, Holy Ghost, all-quickening fire, Come, and my hallow’d heart inspire, Sprinkled with the atoning blood: Now to my soul Thyself reveal; Thy mighty working let me feel, And know that I am born of God. 2 Thy witness with my spirit bear, That God, my God inhabits there, Thou, with the Father and the Son, Eternal Light’s coeval Beam. Be Christ in me, and I in Him, ’Till perfect we are made in one. 3 When wilt Thou my whole heart subdue? Come, Lord, and form my soul anew,