He has come, the Ho­ly Spi­rit,
To my long­ing, wait­ing heart;
He has come, and like a foun­tain,
Joy and glad­ness up­ward start.

Refrain

He has come, He has come,
He has come, my ho­ly gest;
He has come with all His full­ness,
Come to reign with­in my breast.

Often would He ho­ver o’er me,
Waiting me to let Him in;
Sweetest words of pro­mise whis­per:
I will cleanse you from all sin.

Refrain

Then I bade Him search the tem­ple,
And re­veal to me my need;
Now at last He makes me ho­ly—
He is dwell­ing there in­deed.

Refrain

Like the dew, O so re­fresh­ing,
Yet so gent­ly He has come,
And He fills me with His pre­sence,
Makes my heart His bless­èd home.

Refrain

O the match­less con­des­cen­sion!
For the tri­une God in me
Deigns to live and bless for­ev­er;
Wondrous glo­ry! Can it be?

Refrain

He has come, O hal­le­lu­jah!
Joyful bells of Hea­ven ring,
Fill the earth with sweet­est mu­sic,
Every soul awake and sing.

Refrain