HA
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 earth to shed.
Verse 3
He came 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 thought, that calms each fear,
And speaks of heaven.
Verse 5
And every virtue we possess,
And every victory 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 worthier Thee.
Harriet Auber, “Our Blest Redeemer, Ere He Breathed”