1 

Our blest Redeemer ere He breathed

   His tender last farewell,

A guide, a comforter, bequeathed

      With us to dwell.

 2 

He came sweet influence to impart,

   A gracious, willing guest,

While He can find one humble heart

      Wherein to rest.

 3 

And His that gentle voice we hear,

   Soft as the breath of even,

That checks each fault, that calms each fear

      With peace of heav'n.

 4 

And every virtue we possess,

   And every victory won,

And every thought of holiness,

      Are His alone.

 5 

Lord, in Thy purity and grace,

   Our weakness pitying see;

Oh, make our heart Thy dwelling place,

      And worthier Thee.