o king enthroned on high

o king enthroned on high,
thou comforter divine,
blest spirit of all truth, be nigh
and make us thine.

thou art the source of life,
thou art our treasure-store;
give us thy peace and end our strife
for evermore.

descend, o heavenly dove,
abide with us alway;
and in the fullness of thy love,
cleanse us, we pray.