L. M. O Holy Ghost, eternal God, Blest Comfort for life’s rugged road, With all my heart I pray to Thee; Hear my entreaty graciously. 2. O Lord, be Thou my Comforter Lest in my sins I might despair; Protect me from the snares of hell, Grant that in Jesus Christ I dwell; 3. That always I may ready be To serve this Master faithfully And own Him in true living faith My Lord and Savior unto death. 4. O lead me in the narrow way And from the fold let me not stray, That when this mortal frame I leave, The crown of life I may receive. B. Helder, † 1635; A. Crull, tr. 252 7, 6, 7, 6, 6, 7, 7, 6 O enter, Lord, Thy temple, Be Thou my spirit’s Guest, Who gavest me, the earth-born, A second birth more blest. Thou in the Godhead, Lord, Though here to dwell Thou deignest, Forever equal reignest, Art equally adored. 2. O enter, let me know Thee And feel Thy power within, The power that breaks our fetters And rescues us from sin; So wash and cleanse Thou me That I may serve Thee truly And render honor duly With perfect heart to Thee. 3. An olive wild by nature Thou graftedst me anew; Death preyed upon my vitals And claimed me as his due: But Christ’s atoning blood, In death true comfort granting, Drowned death with all his vaunting, In His baptismal flood. 4. Thou art, O Holy Spirit, The true anointing Oil, Through which are consecrated Soul, body, ease, and toil To Christ, whose guardian wings, Where’er their lot appointed, Protect His own anointed, His prophets, priests, and kings. 5. ’Tis Thou, O Spirit, teachest The soul to pray aright; Thy songs have sweetest music, Thy prayers have wondrous might; Unheard they cannot fall, They pierce the highest heaven, Till He His help hath given Who surely helpeth all. 6. Joy is Thy gift, O Spirit, Thou wouldst not have us pine; In darkest hours Thy comfort Doth aye most brightly shine; And oh, how oft Thy voice Hath shed its sweetness o’er me And opened heaven before me And bid my heart rejoice! 7. All love is Thine, O Spirit; Thou hatest enmity; Thou lovest peace and friendship, All strife wouldst have us flee; Where wrath and discord reign, Thy whisper inly pleadeth And to the heart that heedeth Brings love and light again. 8. The whole wide world, O Spirit, Upon Thy hands doth rest; Our wayward hearts Thou turnest As it may seem Thee best; Once more Thy power make known, As Thou hast done so often, Convert the wicked, soften Thou all the hearts of stone.