Thou Power and Peace, in whom we find
All holiest strength, all purest love,
The rushing of the mighty wind,
The brooding of the gentle dove.
Forever lend Thy sovereign aid,
And urge us on, and keep us Thine;
Nor leave the hearts which Thou hast made,
Fit temples of Thy grace divine.
Nor let us quench Thy saving light;
But still with softest breathings stir,
Our wayward souls, and lead us right,
O Holy Spirit, Comforter!