Father, if justly still we claim

Part the First:

1 Father, if justly still we claim
To us and ours the promise made,
To us be graciously the same,
And crown with living fire our head.

2 Our claim admit, and from above
Of holiness the spirit shower;
Of wise discernment, humble love,
And zeal, and unity, and power.

3 The spirit of convincing speech,
Of power demonstrative impart;
Such as may ev'ry conscience reach,
And sound the unbelieving heart:

4 The spirit of refining fire,
Searching the inmost of the mind,
To purge all fierce and foul desire,
And kindle life more pure and kind:

5 The spirit of faith in this thy day,
To break the power of cancell'd sin,
Tread down its strength, o'erturn is sway,
And still the conquest more than win.

6 The spirit breathe of inward life,
Which in our hearts thy laws may write:
Then grief expires, and pain, and strife:
'Tis nature all, and all delight.

Source: A Pocket hymn-book, designed as a constant companion for the pious: collected from various authors (11th ed.) #CCLXIV