Spirit of God (A. 25)

Verse 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

c/o:
Blow, blow, blow till I be
But breath of the Spirit
Blowing in me.

Verse 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

c/o:
Blow, blow, blow till I be
But breath of the Spirit
Blowing in me.

Verse 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
Fulfill the earth bring it to birth
And blow where You will

c/o:
Blow, blow, blow till I be
But breath of the Spirit
Blowing in me.