Wind from heaven blows and, as Spirit known

Wind from heaven blows and

as Spirit known

Blows

like Pentecost

on us again;

Blows

makes soft our heart; blows

revives each part;

Blows

renews us

sets us free from sin.

Blowing! Blowing!

Holy Spirit’s blowing!

Spirit’s gracious cloud now covers us.

Burning! Burning!

Holy fire’s burning!

Bright electrum radiates to all.

Spirit

cloud so great

Tent of Meeting shades

Covers and supplies bounteous grace.

Us He sanctifies with His very life

Making us His spir’tual dwelling place.

All-consuming fire purges us entire

Burns all hidden spots and purifies;

Burns all filth away

burns all common stains

And through this the Spirit deifies.

God’s electrum shines in this heart of mine;

Thus

His life divine now I possess.

Human with divine—mingled

one to shine

That through me His life I can express.