Come, pure hearts, in sweetest measures


Come, pure hearts, in sweetest measures,
sing of those who spread the treasure
in the holy Gospels shrined;
blessèd tidings of salvation,
peace on earth their proclamation,
love from God to lost mankind.

Thou, by whom the words were given
for our light and guide to heaven,
Spirit, on our darkness shine;
graft them in our hearts, increasing
faith, hope, love and joy unceasing,
till our hearts are wholly thine.

O that we, thy truth confessing,
and thy holy Word possessing,
Jesus, may thy love adore;
unto thee our voices raising,
thee with all thy ransomed praising,
ever and forevermore.


Words: Latin;
trans. verse 1: Robert Campbell, 1850;
trans. verse 2: Robert Campbell, 1850, as adapted by William Cooke, 1853;
trans. verse 3: Hymns Ancient & Modern, 1875

Music: Cobb, Alles ist an Gottes Segen, Evangelists

Meter: 887 887

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