And in one accord to pray;
We a holy priesthood are,
Waiting on Thee here today.
Touch the highest and the best,
Till our spirits mingled are
And Thy Church is built and blest.
With our spirit sense Thy will,
Thus to serve before Thee here
That Thy plan Thou may fulfill.
Now to touch Thy throne of grace,
By the inner sense to pray
And Thy Spirit’s flow to trace.
Rivers of Thy grace proceed;
Thus my spirit is refreshed,
Helping me in time of need.
To Thy Spirit’s mind alone;
Praying not by our desire,
But according to Thine own.
Which we fain would bring to Thee,
Rather than Thy care to seek,
We would here Thy channel be.
May Thy living water flow;
When Thy grace does satisfy,
Only then Thy work we’ll know.