O Lord, make each a Noah now
As we begin anew;
Let us to Holy Spirit bow
And through Him worship You.
Each day may our own flood abate
And wash away our dross;
Then with your virtue satiate–
Renew what we thought lost.
May Ark of Church sail into dawn
As each day rises new,
And we know we to You belong–
As new as morning dew.
And when the time for each has come
To leave this earth behind,
May we know we’ve at last become
The one you’ve sought to find.