He comes 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 fault, that calms each fear, And speaks of heaven.
For every virtue we possess, And every victory won, And every thought of holiness, Are His alone,
Spirit of purity and grace, Our weakness, pitying, see; O make our hearts Thy dwelling-place, And worthier Thee
Harriet Auber, 1773-1862