This week’s survey of Pentecost hymns led me to one I’ve never seen or heard before. It looks to be from an old hymnbook, just the words, no tune.
“Come, holy Spirit! now descend;
Most blessed gift which God can send;
Thou Fire of Love, and Fount of Life!
Consume our sin, and calm our strife.”
Unknown, 1864
What a gift!
“Calm our strife.” Please do, Lord!
Sooner rather than later.
