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,



And will.

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.