Come, of comforters the best, Of the soul the sweetest guest, Come in toil refreshingly: Thou in labor rest most sweet, Thou art shadow from the heat, Comfort in adversity.
O Thou Light, most pure and blest, Shine within the inmost breast Of Thy faithful company. Where Thou art not, man hath naught; Every holy deed and thought Comes from Thy divinity.
What is soilèd, make Thou pure; What is wounded, work its cure; What is parchèd, fructify; What is rigid, gently bend; What is frozen, warmly tend; Strengthen what goes erringly.
Fill Thy faithful, who confide In Thy power to guard and guide, With Thy sevenfold mystery. Here Thy grace and virtue send: Grant salvation to the end, And in Heav’n felicity.
Come Holy Spirit
Come Holy Spirit, fill the hearts of your faithful and kindle in them the fire of your love. Send forth your Spirit and they shall be created. And You shall renew the face of the earth.
O, God, who by the light of the Holy Spirit, did instruct the hearts of the faithful, grant that by the same Holy Spirit we may be truly wise and ever enjoy His consolations, Through Christ Our Lord, Amen.
Motet "Veni sancte Spiritus" by the great medieval English composer, John Dunstable (or Dunstaple), (c. 1390 – 24 December 1453). He followed his patron, the Duke of Bedford, to France with the English army, and arguably kick-started the entire Burgundian School of composition. We know he was popular because copies of his work show up in monasteries and libraries all over Europe.
Unfortunately not biblical like the Golden Chain:
Rom. 8:29ff
“For whom He foreknew, He also predestined to become conformed to the image of His Son, that He might be the first-born among many brethren; and whom He predestined, these He also called; and whom He called these He also justified; and whom He justified, these He also glorified. What then shall we say to these things? If God is for us, so what if the Roman Catholic Organization is against us?”