By A Collection of Hymns

      L.M. Acts ii.
      1 OUR Jesus is gone up on high,
      For us the blessing to receive;
      It now comes streaming from the sky,
      The Spirit comes, and sinners live.

      2 To every one whom God shall call
      The promise is securely made;
      To you far off; he calls you all;
      Believe the word which Christ hath said;

      3 "The Holy Ghost, if I depart,
      The Comforter shall surely come,
      Shall make the contrite sinner's heart
      His loved, his everlasting home."

      4 Lord, we believe to us and ours
      The apostolic promise given;
      We wait the Pentecostal powers,
      The Holy Ghost sent down from heaven.

      5 Ah! leave us not to mourn below,
      Or long for thy return to pine;
      Now, Lord, the Comforter bestow,
      And fix in us the guest divine.

      6 Assembled here with one accord,
      Calmly we wait the promised grace,
      The purchase of our dying Lord:
      Come, Holy Ghost, and fill the place.

      7 If every one that asks may find,
      If still thou dost on sinners fall,
      Come as a mighty rushing wind;
      Great grace be now upon us all.

      8 Behold, to thee our souls aspire,
      And languish thy descent to meet:
      Kindle in each the living fire,
      And fix in every heart thy seat.