2 In vain we tune our formal songs,

In vain we strive to rise;

Hosannas languish on our tongues,

And our devotion dies.

3 Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove,

With all thy quickening powers;

Come, shed abroad the Savior’s love,

And that shall kindle ours.

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JESUS LOVER OF MY SOUL.

ALKOMAYLUM