Most Perfect God,
We praise Your Name for the Helper,
Yet we are lost for words.
How do we describe His care?
Our every mention of the Paraclete
Is in acts of power,
And good deeds.
Yet, we are not called to praise this Spirit.
When we see this Breath of Life
In Your blessed Word,
You are always near,
In creative power
And redemptive work.
Our every recognition of Your work
Is because of this Comforter
Who brings to Mind Your works,
So we humbly bow down in grateful recognition
That we cannot live as You desire
But by the grace of the indwelling Holy Spirit.
Guide us today to do Your Will,
And to live out Your ways in this earth.