Billowing Out

The circus tent billowed out Without a cry - without a shout As inside the Ever-knowing Like a silent wind were blowing Outwards the light white cloth did billow Turing bulging tent to softest pillow Ready to break our fall When we are ready to heed the call Flimsy as it may seem As wispy as a dream The power and might Of wrong and right Will guide us down the stream As the water flows down The less we frown The more we know As less we show The wind is within you, He softly said As sure as I on Calvary bled My righteousness into you As in Me you may pass through Yes, You are called by Me He whispered lovingly To do a work so profound That to earth’s end it will resound The time to move is drawing near Leave your self and leave your fear As my surging wind will blow The leaves away – a path to show For you to follow very soon Before sunset, before the noon Come, my son, come right now Let me sooth your furrowed brow Let me fill you with My love With My power, my Holy Dove