Hear us, Thou that broodedst o’er the watery deep

Hear us, Thou that broodedst o'er the watery deep,
Waking all creation from its primal sleep:
Holy Spirit, breathing breath of life divine,
Breathe into our spirits, blending them with Thine.

When the sun ariseth in a cloudless sky,
May we feel Thy presence, Holy Spirit, nigh;
Shed Thy radiance o'er us, keep it cloudless still,
Through the day before us, perfecting Thy will.

When the fight is fiercest in the noontide heat,
Bear us, Holy Spirit, to our Saviour's feet,
There to find a refuge till our work is done,
There to fight the battle till the battle's won.

If the day be falling sadly as it goes,
Slowly in its sadness sinking to its close,
May Thy love in mercy, kindling ere it die,
Cast a ray of glory o'er our evening sky.

Morning, noon, and evening, whensoe'er it be,
Grant us, gracious Spirit, quickening life in Thee;
Life, that gives us, living, life of heavenly love;
Life, that brings us, dying, life from heaven above.