Spirit of God

Spirit of God in the clear running water,
Blowing to greatness the trees on the hill.
Spirit of God, in the finger of morning,

Fill the earth, bring it to birth and blow where you will.
Blow, blow, blow till I be, but breath of the spirit blowing in me.

I saw the scar of a year that lay dying,
Heard the lament of a lone whip poor will.
Spirit of God, see that cloud crying.

Fill the earth, bring it to birth and blow where you will.
Blow, blow, blow till I be, but breath of the spirit blowing in me.

Spirit of God every man's heart is groaning,
watching and waiting and hungry until.
Spirit of God, man longs that you only.

Fulfill the earth, bring it to birth and blow where you will.
Blow, blow, blow till I be, but breath of the spirit blowing in me.



Credits
Writer(s): Miriam Therese (sister) Winter
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