The Seventeenth Sunday After Trinity

Holy Father, hear me;
Thou art my Defender;
Be Thou ever near me,
Loving, true, and tender.

Jesu, blessèd Master,
Lord of life and glory,
Bid the hours fly faster,
Till I kneel before Thee.

Comforter benignest,
Tabernacling in me,
Thou my need divinest:
Move me, draw me, win me.

Holy, Holy, Holy,
Come and leave me never,
Thine abode most lowly,
Only Thine for ever.
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