Job_19-25: For I know that my Redeemer lives

Our blest Redeemer, ere He breathed.

His tender, last farewell,
A Guide, a Comforter, bequeathed
With us to dwell.

He came in tongues of living flame,
To teach, convince, subdue;
All powerful as the wind He came,
As viewless too.

He came sweet influence to impart,
A gracious, willing Guest;
Where He can find one humble heart
Wherein to rest.

And His that gentle voice we hear,
Soft as the breath of even,
That checks each thought,
and calms each fear,
And speaks of heaven.

And every virtue we possess,
And every conquest won,
And every thought of holiness
Are His alone.

Spirit of purity and grace,
Our weakness pitying see:
O make our heart Thy dwelling-
place.
And worthier Thee.

O praise the Father, praise the Son
Blest Spirit, praise to Thee;
All praise to…