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But by His energy inspiredWe mount on eagles' wings,And every longing and desireTo that glad goal upsprings.
Pour out Thy Spirit, or life's caresWill make us weak and faint,And our chief utterance will beA weary, sad complaint.But, with His comfort satisfied,Even in darkest days,We shall exult in liberty,And turn all woes to praise.
Pour out Thy Spirit, else Thy wordWill be a fountain sealed,For by none other can its storesOf glory be revealed.But His illuminating powerIts treasures shall unfold,And all rejoicingly shall weDeep, wondrous things behold.
Pour out Thy Spirit, or in vainWe seek Thy truth to teach,No mind can we convince, no heartCan our weak influence reach.But by Thy Spirit shall Thy wordRun swiftly and abide,And He shall clothe it with all power,So it be glorified.
Pour out Thy Spirit, Lord, on thoseFor whom we fondly plead,On Thy whole church, on those who serveOn all who are in need.Pour it upon our own dear land,And on the whole wide world;Lord, let Thy blessed kingdom come,Thy banner be unfurled.