85.

And visit all the souls of Thine: Thou hast inspired our hearts with life;

Inspire them now with life divine. Thou art the Comforter, the Gift

Of God most high, the Fire of love, The everlasting Spring of joy,

And Holy Unction from above. Thy gifts are manifold ; Thou writ'st

God's laws in every faithful heart; The Promise of the Father, Thou

Dost heavenly eloquence impart. Enlighten our dark souls till they

Thy love, Thy heavenly love, embrace; And, since we are by nature frail,

Assist us with Thy saving grace.

men.

* By Dr. Jobannes Scheffler, who wrote under the name of Angelus Silesius.

To Thee for help we cry,
To guide us through the dreary way

of dark mortality.
We ask not, Lord, Thy cloven flame,

Or tongues of various tone;
But long Thy praises to proclaim

With fervour, in our own,
No heavenly harpings soothe our ear,

No mystic dreams we share ;
Yet hope to feel Thy comfort near,

And bless Thee in our prayer.
When tongues shall cease, and power decay,

And knowledge empty prove,
Do Thou Thy trembling servants stay

With faith, with hope, with love,

A. men.