OUR PARACLETE, OUR HOPE by Joseph C. Ogbu (JoeNwaOgbu)

Days with fear, we think we have lost

Looking for what may offer true faith a gentle boost

So that life may drop its worth to every human post

With great courage and love to face its cost.

Today, our worries embrace solution from utmost

With joy we stand akimbo at the doorpost

Welcoming our Mighty Paraclete on the Pentecost

Whose gifts purify believers' hearts from innermost

And tightly keep our intimacy with God unlost.

Yes! You are the promised and true Paraclete

Descended to drop gifts and fruits in everyone’s plate

So to give life a meaningful image to emulate

And to remind Divine laws to everyone not to violate.

Oh Holy Spirit, our Greatest Friend

Please ever lead and stay with us till the end

And give our quaking elbows a heavenly pillar not to bend

So that our earthly mission may have a right base to spend

Since You are the only Friend who knows where life calls for a mend.

Then, with humble heart, we plead

To hear our daily cries and pay heed

So to plant in our hearts a loving and gentle seed

And to uproot in our lives every growing weed

So that our souls and spirits may often live to glorify Your marvelous deed.

Oh Holy Spirit our Comforter, please bless everyone's vocation

That each may be identified and accepted with good intention

Not as a burden but as a precious gift worthy to offer a special protection

And finally we call, Oh Holy Spirit of every generation!

Please bless everyone, that all may arrive at divinely planned destination.