O Spir­it of the liv­ing God,
Thou light and fire di­vine,
Descend up­on Thy church once more,
And make it tru­ly Thine.
Fill it with love and joy and pow­er,
With right­eous­ness and peace;
Till Christ shall dwell in hu­man hearts,
And sin and sor­row cease.

Blow, wind of God! With wis­dom blow
Until our minds are free
From mists of er­rors, clouds of doubt,
Which blind our eyes to Thee.
Burn, wing­èd fire! In­spire our lips
With flam­ing love and zeal,
To preach to all Thy great good news,
God’s glo­ri­ous com­mon weal.

Teach us to ut­ter liv­ing words
Of truth which all may hear,
The lang­uage all may un­der­stand
When love speaks loud and clear;
Till ev­ery age and race and clime
Shall blend their creeds in one,
And earth shall form one fa­mi­ly
By whom Thy will is done.

So shall we know the pow­er of Christ
Who came this world to save;
So shall we rise with Him to life
Which soars be­yond the grave;
And earth shall win true ho­li­ness,
Which makes Thy child­ren whole;
Still, per­fect­ed by Thee, we reach
Creation’s glo­ri­ous goal!