SPIRITUS DIVINAE. O glorious Spirit of the Light Divine; Come, favour me; Thou, God of Truth, in Israel once didst shine; Lord, look on me; Thou, Saviour, Son, and Light of Light, I know: Shed forth Thy living lustre on my woe. Thy Spirit is one substance with the Son, Lord, look on me; Thou, Christ, the only first-begotten One, Wilt look on me; I have redemption from my sin in Thee: I seek Thy pardoning aid—Lord, look on me. Born of the Virgin that poor men might live; Lord, look on me; The rights of sonship, Thou alone canst give; Lord, look on me; Joint-heir with Thee, Creator of all things: God-Jesus, everlasting King of Kings. King of the everlasting ages, Light of God, Illumine me; Out of thy boundless fitness shed abroad Thy love in me; Father, and Son, and Spirit, One in Three, In power and substance One, Lord look on me. The hymn “Sancti Venite” was intended for communion service. Dr Neale has rendered it into English. A legend relates how Patrick and his nephew Sechnall heard a company of angels once rehearsing it; and declares, “So that from that time to the present, that hymn is chanted in Eirinn when the body of Christ is received”:— SANCTI VENITE. Take the blessed Bread and Wine, Emblems of that Life Divine, That for sin has been out-poured, By our sacrificing Lord: Blessed Jesus crucified, Life flows from Thy bleeding side. He renews us by his grace: Let us give to God the praise: He has died the lost to save, Risen Victor o’er the grave: Giver of salvation He; Let His Cross our burden be. He, the Father’s suffering Son, Priest and Victim all in one, Has become the Lamb of God To remove our guilty load: Saviour, Giver of all light; He will lead by day and night. With pure minds let us draw near, And discern the Shepherd here; For the hungry, bread He brings, Water from the living springs; In our hearts He lives enshrined Lord and Judge of all mankind. The Spirit of Gildas, the Welsh monk, who was born in 520, and who pronounced bitter jeremiads on the princes of his own race and time, is clearly traceable in the next hymn, of whose prologue a translation is given. He is one of the Romish corrupters of the native Church. His “Suffragare” is one of the “Loricae” breast-plates, used to protect those who rehearsed them against evil:— SUFFRAGARE. O Unity in Trinity! Help, for in Thee I live, O Trinity in Unity! My sins forgive: Exposed, I need Thy help and sympathy, Like one in peril of the mighty sea!