Today’s Mass, that of Pentecost, the last Mass of Easter, is one of those privileged to retain a sequence.
Even more than the Psalms though the Sequence calls out to be sung.
Recited, even in common, it can maybe lacks more than it contributes to the worship. Sung it can be exquisite testimony to the faith and yearnings of the congregation.
Holy Spirit, Lord of Light,
From the clear celestial height
Thy pure beaming radiance give.
Come, thou Father of the poor,
Come with treasures which endure
Come, thou light of all that live!
Thou, of all consolers best,
Thou, the soul’s delightful guest,
Dost refreshing peace bestow
Thou in toil art comfort sweet
Pleasant coolness in the heat
Solace in the midst of woe.
Light immortal, light divine,
Visit thou these hearts of thine,
And our inmost being fill:
If thou take thy grace away,
Nothing pure in man…
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