Verse 1
Turning with contrite hearts to God,
Plung’d in the depths of Jesus name,
Pardon of sins thro’ faith bestow’d,
Thro’ faith the holy Ghost we claim,
That Spirit of the Lord most-high,
That mystic Gift unspeakable,
To help, and chear, and sanctify,
In all believing souls shall dwell.
Verse 2
The promis’d Spirit of holiness
To every age and nation given,
Father, we faithfully embrace,
And wait his sure descent from heaven,
Who now with willing mind obey
Thy gospel’s and thy Spirit’s call,
We find him sent in this our day,
We feel, the Promise is for all.