His tender, last farewell,
A Guide, a Comforter bequeathed
With us to dwell.
2 He came in semblance of a dove,
With sheltering wings outspread,
The holy balm of peace and love
On earth to shed.
3 He came in tongues of living flame,
To teach, convince, subdue ;
All-powerful as the wind He came-------
As viewless too.
4 He comes sweet influence to impart,
A gracious, willing Guest,
While He can find one humble heart
Wherein to rest.
5 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.
6 And every virtue we possess,
And every victory won,
And every thought of holiness,
Are His alone.
7 Spirit of purity and grace,
Our weakness pitying see ;
O make our hearts Thy dwelling- place,
And worthier Thee.