When God of old came down from Heav???n, In power and wrath He came; Before His feet the clouds were riven, Half darkness and half flame: But when He came the second time, He came in power and love; Softer than gale at morning prime Hovered His holy Dove. The fires, that rushed on Sinai down In sudden torrents dread, Now gently light, a glorious crown, On every sainted head. And as on Israel???s awestruck ear The voice exceeding loud, The trump that angels quake to hear, Thrilled from the deep, dark cloud; So, when the Spirit of our God Came down His flock to find, A voice from Heav???n was heard abroad, A rushing, mighty wind. It fills the Church of God; it fills The sinful world around; Only in stubborn hearts and wills No place for it is found. Come Lord, come Wisdom, Love and Power, Open our ears to hear; Let us not miss the accepted hour; Save, Lord, by love or fear.