1 From thy habitation holy,
Spirit of all truth! descend,
While we sinners, poor and lowly,
At the throne of mercy bend.
2 Come thou, as the dew of Hermon
Softly falls on Zion's hill;
Let us in thy strength determine
Henceforth to obey thy will.
3 Brooding o'er us as on chaos,
Cause our darkness to retreat;
Shine into our hearts, and lay us
Humbled at the Mercy-Seat.
4 When the heart is crushed and broken,
When bereavement dims the eye,
Let us claim the promise spoken
By those lips which can not lie.
5 When we tread the waves of Jordan,
Oh, be near us, Sacred Guest!
Seal to us our hope or pardon,
Guide us to eternal rest.
Source: The Voice of Praise: a collection of hymns for the use of the Methodist Church #280