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 inclin’d;

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!