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Far from us drive our
hellish foe,
True peace unto us bring;
And through all perils
lead us safe
Beneath Thy sacred wing.

Through Thee may we the
Father know,
Through Thee, th' eternal Son,
And Thee, the Spirit of
them both —
Thrice-blessed Three in
one.

All glory to the Father be,
And to His risen Son,
The like to Thee, great
Paraclete.
While endless ages run.

Amen.

SEQUENCE

HOLY Spirit! Lord of light!
From Thy clear celestial height,
Thy pure, beaming radiance give:
Come, Thou Father of the poor!
Come, with treasures which endure!
Come, Thou light of all that live!