The cross is on our brow, Redemption's awful sign: Come thou, O Holy Spirit, now, To seal the work divine. | 337 Thy sevenfold gifts impart, O Comforter most sweet: Inflame with zeal each lukewarm heart, And guide the trembling feet. | With Pentecostal force Thy presence let us feel: With strength, who art thyself its source, Inspire us as we kneel. | Confirm in us today The work that thou hast wrought; Illume the souls with love's pure ray Which Jesus' blood hath bought. | No earth-forged arms we bear: Strength, weapons, all are thine: Accept each vow and hear each prayer, Blest Trinity divine. | |