Lively wind that woke creation, stirring newborn stars to song, God's own breath bestowed on mortals, rousing sound from throat and tongue: Holy Spirit, come sing through us, help us pray, discern, rejoice, by your quickening power and presence, give our silent faith a voice. Guiding wind that led God's people day and night with cloud and fire, searing breath of prophets' warnings, awe-filled hymn of seraph-choir: still sustain us when we wander through the wastes of error's maze; by your shaping and perfecting tune us for eternal praise. Singing wind of angel-tidings heralding Messiah's birth, mighty breath who blended voices from all corners of the earth: fill these pipes of wood and metal, let them sound with skill and art; through them wake again creation's wordless wonder of the heart.