paroles de chanson Come Down O Love Divine - Fernando Ortega
                                                Come 
                                                down, 
                                                    O 
                                                love 
                                                divine
 
                                    
                                
                                                Seek 
                                                Thou 
                                                this 
                                                soul 
                                                of 
                                                mine
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                visit 
                                                it 
                                                with 
                                                Thine 
                                                own 
                                                ardor 
                                                glowing
 
                                    
                                
                                                    O 
                                                Comforter, 
                                                draw 
                                                near
 
                                    
                                
                                                Within 
                                                my 
                                                heart 
                                                appear
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                kindle 
                                                it, 
                                                Thy 
                                                holy 
                                                flame 
                                                bestowing
 
                                    
                                
                                                    O 
                                                let 
                                                it 
                                                freely 
                                                burn
 
                                    
                                
                                                'Til 
                                                earthly 
                                                passions 
                                                turn
 
                                    
                                
                                                To 
                                                dust 
                                                and 
                                                ashes 
                                                in 
                                                its 
                                                heat 
                                                consuming
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                let 
                                                Thy 
                                                glorious 
                                                light
 
                                    
                                
                                                Shine 
                                                ever 
                                                on 
                                                my 
                                                sight
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                clothe 
                                                me 
                                                round, 
                                                the 
                                                while 
                                                my 
                                                path 
                                                illumine
 
                                    
                                
                                                Let 
                                                holy 
                                                charity
 
                                    
                                
                                                Mine 
                                                outward 
                                                vesture 
                                                be
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                lowliness 
                                                become 
                                                mine 
                                                inner 
                                                clothing
 
                                    
                                
                                                True 
                                                lowliness 
                                                of 
                                                heart
 
                                    
                                
                                                Which 
                                                takes 
                                                the 
                                                humbler 
                                                part
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                o'er 
                                                its 
                                                own 
                                                shortcomings 
                                                weeps 
                                                with 
                                                loathing
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                so 
                                                the 
                                                yearning 
                                                strong
 
                                    
                                
                                                With 
                                                which 
                                                the 
                                                soul 
                                                will 
                                                long
 
                                    
                                
                                                Shall 
                                                far 
                                                out-pass 
                                                the 
                                                power 
                                                of 
                                                human 
                                                telling
 
                                    
                                
                                                For 
                                                none 
                                                can 
                                                guess 
                                                its 
                                                grace
 
                                    
                                
                                                'Til 
                                                he 
                                                become 
                                                the 
                                                place
 
                                    
                                
                                                Wherein 
                                                the 
                                                Holy 
                                                Spirit 
                                                makes 
                                                His 
                                                dwelling
 
                                    
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