Eternal Spirit, God of Truth

Eternal Spirit, God of truth,

Our contrite hearts inspire;

Kindle a flame of heav'nly love,

And feed the pure desire.

'Tis Thine to soothe the sorr'wing mind,

With guilt and fear oppressed;

'Tis Thine to bid the dying live,

And give the weary rest.

Subdue the pow'r of ev'ry sin,

Whate'er that sin may be;

That we, in singleness of heart,

May worship only Thee.

Then with our spirits witness bear,

That we're the sons of God;

Redeemed from sin, and death, and hell,

Thro' Christ's atoning blood.