Our blest Redeemer, ere He breathed
His tender last farewell,
A Guide, a Comforter, bequeathed
With us to dwell.
He came in tongues of living flame
To teach, convince, subdue,
All powerful as the wind He came
As viewless too.
And every virtue we possess,
And every conquest won,
And every thought of holiness,
Are His alone.
Spirit of purity and grace,
Our weakness, pitying, see:
O make our hearts Thy dwelling place
And worthier Thee.
About the writer: Harriet Auber was born in 1773 and died in 1862. She led a quiet life, writing much but publishing only one volume. The full title of her book was The Spirit of the Psalms: A Compressed Version of Select Portions of the Psalms of David. It was published anonymously in 1829.
Key Verse: But it is actually best for you that I go away, because if I don’t, the Counselor won’t come. If I do go away, he will come because I will send him to you. –John 16:7