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.