Inspirer of the an­cient seers
Who wrote from Thee the sac­red page,
The same through all suc­ceed­ing years;
To us, in our de­ge­ne­rate age,
The spir­it of Thy Word im­part,
And breathe the life in­to our heart.

While now Thine ora­cles we read
With ear­nest pray­er and strong de­sire,
O let Thy Spir­it from Thee pro­ceed,
Our souls to wak­en and in­spire,
Our weak­ness help, our dark­ness chase,
And guide us by the light of grace.

Whene’er in er­ror’s path we rove,
The liv­ing God through sin for­sake,
Our con­science by Thy Word re­prove,
Convince and bring the wan­der­ers back,
Deep wound­ed by Thy Spir­it’s sword,
And then by Gi­le­ad’s balm re­stored.

The sacr­ed les­sons of Thy grace,
Transmitted through Thy Word, re­peat,
And train us up in all Thy ways
To make us in Thy will com­plete;
Fulfill Thy love’s re­deem­ing plan,
And bring us to a per­fect man.

Thus fur­nished from Thy trea­su­ry,
O may we al­ways rea­dy stand
To help the souls re­deemed by Thee,
In what their va­ri­ous states de­mand
To teach, con­vince, cor­rect, re­prove,
And build them up in ho­li­est love!