For Thy Gift of God the Spirit, With us, in us, e'er to be, Pledge of life and Hope of glory, Saviour, we would worship Thee. He who in Creation's dawning, Brooded o'er the pathless deep, Still across our nature's darkness Moves to wake our souls from sleep. Moves to stir, to draw, to quicken; Thrusts us thro' with sense of sin; Then, Himself, the Pledge, He seals us??? Saving Advocate within. He, the mighty God, indwells us: His to strengthen, help, empow'r; His to overcome the Tempter??? Ours to call in danger's hour. He it is, the Living Author, Wakes to life the sacred Word; Reads with us its holy pages, And reveals our risen Lord. He it is who works within us, Teaching rebel hearts to pray; He whose holy intercessions Rise for us both night and day.