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O Thou great Spirit! who along The waters first did move, And straight, from warring chaos sprung Light, harmony and love; Upon our waiting spirits brood, Bid all their discord cease, And breathe upon the troubled soul Thy last, best gift of peace!
Source: A Book of Hymns for Public and Private Devotion (15th ed.) #500