I

Blessed art Thou, O Christ, our God,

Who to Thy followers gav’st

The wisdom they have shed abroad

By which the world Thou sav’st.

II

Thou gav’st to them the Holy Ghost

As Thou hadst promise given,

When came the day of Pentecost,

As breath of God from heaven.

III

And now by them, Thy faithful few,

The world Thou gatherest in,—

As by the net those fishers drew,—

From all the woes of sin.

IV

To Thee, O Father, glory be,

To Thee, O Christ, the Son,

And to the Spirit, One in Three,

While endless ages run.