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Mighty Rushing Wind

Mighty rushing wind,
Let Your love descend;
Fill me with Your power,
For nearer draws the hour
In which the bridegroom comes
To call His people home.
Empower me to know Your paths,
To speak Your words of love,
To touch the hearts and lives of those
Who need to know the way to go.

Mighty rushing wind,
Let Your Spirit fall
Upon Your children Who yearn to serve,
Who long to answer Your call.

 

We are lacking the power to follow,
As fully equipped we must be;
The battle is fierce for the heart of man,
And our flesh too easily fails.
Send the wind…
Let Your love descend…
That we may move in strength and might,
That Your purposes may prevail.

A.D.W.

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