WHEN THE SPIRIT COMES...
"You shall receive power when the Holy Spirit has come upon you."
"When the day of Pentecost had come, they were all together in one place.
And suddenly a sound came from heaven
like the rush of a mighty wind,
and it filled all the house where they were sitting.
And there appeared to them tongues as of fire,
distributed and resting on each one of them.
And they were all filled with the Holy Spirit
and began to speak in other tongues,
as the Spirit gave them utterance."
WHERE THE SPIRIT IS...
"The Church, a communion living in the faith of the apostles which she transmits,
is the place where we know the Holy Spirit:
- in the Scriptures he inspired;
- in the Tradition, to which the Church Fathers are always timely witnesses;
- in the Church's Magisterium, which he assists;
- in the sacramental liturgy,
through its words and symbols,
in which the Holy Spirit puts us into communion with Christ;
- in prayer, wherein he intercedes for us;
- in the charisms and ministries
by which the Church is built up;
- in the signs of apostolic and missionary life;
- in the witness of saints
through whom he manifests his holiness
and continues the work of salvation." (Catechism of the Catholic Church, 688)
THE GIFTS OF THE HOLY SPIRIT
"And the Spirit of the LORD shall rest upon him,
the spirit of wisdom and understanding,
the spirit of counsel and might,
the spirit of knowledge and the fear of the LORD.
And his delight shall be in the fear of the LORD."
"Et requiescet super eum spiritus Domini:
spiritus sapientiae et intellectus,
spiritus consilii et fortitudinis,
spiritus scientiae et timoris Domini;
et deliciae eius in timore Domini."
"But the fruit of the Spirit is
(Gal 5:22-23 RSVCE)
"Fructus autem Spiritus est
(Gal 5:22-23 Vulgata)
"Fructus autem Spiritus est
(Gal 5:22-23 Novo-vulgata)
"Veni, Sancte Spiritus
et emitte caelitus
lucis tuae radium.
Veni, Pater pauperum;
veni, Dator munerum;
veni, Lumen cordium.
dulcis hospes animae,
In labore requies,
in aestu temperies,
in fletu solacium.
O Lux beatissima
reple cordis intima
Sine tuo numine,
nihil est in homine,
nihil est innoxium.
Lava quod est sordidum,
riga quod est aridum,
sana quod est saucium.
Flecta quod est rigidum,
fove quod est frigidum,
rege quod est devium.
Da tuis fidelibus,
in te confidentibus,
Da virtutis meritum,
da salutis exitum,
da perenne gaudium.
Come, Holy Spirit, Come!
And from your heavenly home
Shed a ray of light divine!
Come, Father of the poor!
Come, source of all our store!
Come, within our hearts shine!
You, of comforters the best;
You, the soul's most welcome guest;
Sweet refreshment here below;
In our labor, rest most sweet;
Grateful coolness in the heat;
Solace in the midst of woe.
O most blessed Light divine,
Shine within these hearts of yours,
And our inmost being fill!
Where you are not, man has naught,
Nothing good in deed or thought,
Nothing free from taint of ill.
Heal our wounds, our strength renew;
On our dryness pour your dew;
Wash the stains of guilt away.
Bend the stubborn heart and will;
Melt the frozen, warm the chill;
Guide the steps that go astray.
On the faithful, who adore
And confess you, evermore
In your sev'nfold gift descend;
Give them virtue's sure reward;
Give them your salvation, Lord;
Give them joys that never end.
Come, Holy Spirit, send down those beams,
Which sweetly flow in silent streams
From your bright throne above.
O come, Father of the poor,
O come, source of all our store,
Come fill our hearts with love.
You of comforters the best,
You the soul's delightful guest,
the pilgrim's sweet relief.
Rest are you in our toil, most sweet
Refreshment in the noonday heat,
And solace in our grief.
O blessed light of life you are,
Fill with your light the inmost heart
Of those that hope in you.
without your Godhead nothing can
Have any price or worth in man,
Nothing can harmless be.
Lord, wash our sinful stains away,
Water from heaven our barren clay,
Our wounds and bruises heal.
To your sweet yoke our stiff necks bow,
Warm with your love our hearts of snow,
Our wandering feet recall.
Grant to your faithful, dearest Lord,
Whose only hope is in your Word,
Your sevenfold gift of grace.
Grant us in life your grace, that we
In peace may die and ever be
In joy before your face.