Come, dear­est Lord, des­cend and dwell
By faith and love in ev­ery breast;
Then shall we know, and taste, and feel
The joys that can­not be ex­pressed.

Come, fill our hearts with in­ward strength,
Make our en­larg­èd souls pos­sess,
And learn the height, and breadth, and length
Of Thine un­mea­sur­able grace.

Now to the God whose pow­er can do
More than our thoughts or wish­es know,
Be ev­er­last­ing hon­ors done
By all the Church, through Christ His Son.