Verse 1
O Lord, “with one accord,”
We gather round Thy Throne,
To hear Thy holy Word,
To worship Thee alone,
Now send from heav’n the Holy [Ghost,
Be this another Pentecost!
Verse 2
We have no strength to meet
The storms that round us lower,
Keep Thou our trembling feet
In every trying hour;
More than victorious shall we be
If girded with Thy panoply.
Verse 3
Where is the mighty wind
That shook the holy place,
That gladdened every mind.
And brightened every face?
And where the cloven tongues of
Flame
That marked each follower of the [Lamb,
Verse 4
There is no change in Thee,
Lord God the Holy Ghost
Thy glorious majesty
Is as at Pentecost!
O may our loosened tongues pro-
claim,
That thou, Our God art still the [same,
Verse 5
And may that living wave,
That issues from on high,
Whose golden waters have
Thy throne eternally:
Flow down in power on us to-day
And none shall go unblessed away!
Verse 6
Anoint us with Thy grace.
To yield ourselves to Thee;
To run our daily race,
With joy and energy,
Until we hear the Bridegroom say,
“Rise up my love, and come away,”
W. Pennefather