Verse 1
Our blest Redeemer, ere He breathed
His tender last farewell,
A Guide, a Comforter bequeathed,
With us to dwell.

Verse 2
He came in semblance of a dove,
With sheltering wings outspread,
The holy balm of peace and love
On each to shed.

Verse 3
He comes sweet influence to impart,
A gracious, willing Guest,
While He can find one humble heart
Wherein to rest.

Verse 4
And His that gentle voice we hear,
Soft as the breath of even,
That checks each fault, that calms each fear,
And speaks of heaven.

Verse 5
And every virtue we possess,
And every conquest won,
And every thought of holiness,
Are His alone.

Verse 6
Spirit of purity and grace,
Our weakness, pitying, see;
O make our hearts Thy dwelling place,
And meet for Thee.