Spirit of God
1. 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.
Chorus:
Blow, blow, blow till I be
But breath of the Spirit blowing in me.
2. Down in the meadow the willows are moaning,
sheep in the pasture land cannot lie still.
Spirit of God, creation is groaning,
fill the earth bring it to birth
and blow where You will.
3. Spirit of God, ev'ry man's heart is lonely,
watching and waiting and hungry until,
Spirit of God, man longs that You only
fulfil the earth bring it to birth
and blow where You will.
