It Is the Holy Ghost
IT IS THE HOLY GHOST
A River of Living Water in my soul
Going back to the Fountain
From Which It Flows
God's Fire! God's Fire!
Burn Higher! Burns Higher!
When I pray down deep in my soul
It is God's Fire shut up in my bones
The Burning Torch to Lead the way home
A Mighty rushing Wind
Joy and power and peace to send
It's Comforter and Gude
From His Gaze No Sin Can Hide
A Purifier, a Heavenly Supplier
For All Who Come To Him
It is Spirit of Truth
Giving Eternal Youth
Copyright © Tina Cole | Year Posted 2017
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