Sinners, your hearts lift up,
Partakers of your hope!
This the day of Pen­te­cost;
Ask, and ye shall all re­ceive;
Surely now the Ho­ly Ghost
God to all that ask shall give.

Ye all may free­ly take
The grace for Je­su’s sake;
He for ev­ery man hath died,
He for all hath ris­en again;
Jesus now is glo­ri­fied;
Gifts He hath re­ceived for men.

He sends them from the skies
On all His ene­mies;
By His cross He now hath led
Captive our cap­ti­vi­ty:
We shall all be free in­deed,
Christ the Son shall make us free.

Blessings on all He pours,
In ne­ver ceas­ing show­ers;
All He wa­ters from above;
Offers all His joy and peace,
Settled com­fort, per­fect love,
Everlasting right­eous­ness.

All may from Him re­ceive
A pow­er to turn and live;
Grace for ev­ery soul is free;
All may hear th’eter­nal call;
All the light of life may see;
All may feel He died for all.

Drop down in show­ers of love
Ye hea­vens from above!
Righteousness, ye skies, pour down,
Open, Earth, and take it in,
Claim the Spi­rit for your own,
Sinners, and be saved from sin.

Father, be­hold, we claim
The gift in Je­sus’ name!
Now the pro­mised Com­fort­er
Into all our spi­rits pour;
Let Him fix His man­sion here,
Come, and ne­ver leave us more.