O Holy Spirit, Come, I Pray†††††††††††††
(Tune: When I Can Read My Title Clear #497† CM)
The preacherís words and doctrine sound
Can never save a soul.
The Spirit of the Lord must wound,
And make the wounded whole.
Godís free election, though itís truth,
Can never comfort me,
Until Iím told by Godís own mouth
That He has chosen me.
Sinners, I know, are justified
By sin-atoning blood;
But itís the blood by grace applied
That does this sinner good.
O Holy Spirit, come, I pray.
The Word of God apply
To chosen sinners yet astray
†††††††††††††††† And those by grace brought nigh!