When I’m tired of fighting, you are here. You are my consolation.
When I’m tired of fighting, you are here. You are my consolation.Come, O Holy Spirit!
Come, giver of gifts! The greatest of comforters!
You are my soul’s refreshment! Her rest in toil; her shelter in heat; her solace in woe!
O most blessed Light!
Water our dryness; heal our wounds; bend our stubborn will; warm our cold hearts; guide our straying steps.
Give to thy faithful, who hope in thee, thy holy seven gifts. Give them endless joy. Amen.
