Hear
us, Thou that broodest o'er the watery deep,
Waking
all creation from its primal sleep;
Holy
Spirit, breathing breath of life divine,
Breathe
into our spirits, blending them with Thine.
When
the fight is fiercest in the noontide heat,
Bear
us, Holy Spirit, to our Saviour's feet,
There
to find a refuge till our work is done,
There
to fight the battle till the battle's won!
(Rev.
Godfrey Thring, 1823-1903)
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