Veni, veni, veni, Sancte Spiritus.
Spirit, whose name is love,
Sent to us as a dove,
Breeze from the heavens,
Stirring our hearts anew,
Come in power to fill our life.

Spirit, with healing wings,
Whose name creation sings,
Comfort our sorrow,
Bind up the broken heart,
Bless and gladden each chosen soul.

Spirit, eternal truth,
Both source and living proof,
Sent from the Father,
Through his belovèd Son
Loose our bonds, set your people free.