The Holy Spirit
Those gathered in the upper room
To tarry and to pray,
Were changed in an instant
When the Holy Spirit fell that day.
Fire from Heaven sat upon them,
And they all spake in new tongues.
The Spirit came like a rushing mighty wind,
And a new day had begun.
Copyright © Betty Harp Butler | Year Posted 2016
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