Go, Holy Book, to her, my soul,
Of earthly treasures, holds most dear,
Go, cheer with joy the sorrowing heart,
With hope, the clouded vision clear.
Be to her fainting spirit, strength,
Be light before her faltering feet,
Give humble faith, give heavenly might,
To seek, to reach the mercy-seat.
And Thou, divine and gentle Dove,
Let not Thy gracious strivings cease;
Fire Thou her soul with sacred love,
Fill Thou her soul with perfect peace.
Our Father hear thy children's prayer--
Our griefs removed, our sins forgiven,
Build thou again, and bless, our home,
And fit us there for Thee, and Heaven.