Most high and holy Trinity!

Thou God of all Compassion!

Who, in Thy Godhead’s Likeness, me

From nothing once didst fashion;

Oh! that my secret soul might be

Filled only with the Love of Thee!

Do Thou Thyself my heart prepare,

Then come and make Thy Dwelling there.

Bend, Father, with a force divine,

To Thee each inclination;

And make my soul Thine inmost shrine,

And peaceful habitation.

Forgive me, Lord, that day by day,

Vain joys have drawn my heart astray;

Now filled with Thee, let nought beside

O Father! in my soul abide.

O God the Son! Thy Truth make plain,

With That my mind awaken;

Forgive, that oft by fictions vain

It has been captive taken;

Henceforth let every deed and thought

Into Thy Service, Lord, be brought;

Draw me to Thee, and Grace bestow,

To wean me from the joys below.

O Holy Ghost! Thou Fire of Love,

My slothful will inflaming,

Thy Work to do, Thy Will to prove,

Let me be ever aiming:

Forgive me, that my wayward mind

So oft to sin has been inclined;

Now let me in Thy Favour rest,

Thy Love implanted in my breast.

Most high and holy Trinity!

Lead me from earth to Heaven;

To Thee and to Eternity

Let all my thoughts be given:

Oh! make me one with Thee below,

That when from earth’s dark scenes I go,

In Glory I may dwell with Thee,

Most high and holy Trinity!