1 Spirit, come, dispel our sadness;
pierce the clouds of nature’s night;
come, O Source of joy and gladness,
breathe your life, and spread your light.
From the height that knows no measure,
as a gracious shower descend,
bringing down the richest treasure
we can wish, or God can send.
2 Let your fire heal our dissensions,
let your flame refine our goals,
let your peace resolve our tensions,
send your dove to soothe our souls.
Let your wind flow fresh within us,
sweeping clean all hate and strife
from our hearts; O come and win us
for a more abundant life.
3 Author of the new creation,
come, anoint us with your power.
Make our hearts your habitation;
with your grace our spirits shower.
Hear, O hear our supplication,
blessed Spirit, God of peace!
Rest upon this congregation
with the fullness of your grace.
