HOLY Spirit, from on high, Bend on us a pitying eye; Animate the drooping heart, Bid the power of sin depart.
Light up every dark recess Of our heart’s ungodliness; Show us every devious way, Where our steps have gone astray.
Help us with repentant grief Humbly to implore relief, Then the Saviour’s blood reveal, All our deep disease to heal.
Other groundwork should we lay, Sweep those empty hopes away; Make us know that Christ alone Can for human guilt atone.
May we daily grow in grace, And pursue the heavenly race, Trained in wisdom, led by love, Till we reach our rest above.
William Hiley Bathurst, 1796-1877