The Wind

Who can shape the wind?
Who can tell it where to go?
Who can call it forth,
Or tell it when to cease to blow?

Who can conjure it?
Who can capture it?
Who can contain or manufacture it?
Who can stand in it's way...
The wind will blow where it may.

Only God can shape the wind.
Only God can tell it where to go.
Only God can call it forth,
Or tell it when to cease to blow.

He alone can conjure it.
He alone can capture it.
He can contain and manufacure it.
Only God can say,
Where His wind may blow today.

Come, mighty wind.
Come, wind of God.
Blow over Your children
And blow so hard
That none can get away
From what You want to say...

Or what You want to do.
Oh, blow right through
All the plans of men.
Wake us up, again.
Blow mighty wind,
Of God.


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