God Poem

High in Heaven, near to the earth
Sweep Spirit over the land
In my free thought and deepest emotion
Sweep Spirit into me.
Blow wind of Spirit free your child again
Fill wind of Spirit, Fill this space with love
Between brothers and sister, of all nations
Blow into your children Spirit, all that you have formed.
Blow your praise upon us, that we in turn may sing
Blow Spirit over us this offering we bring.


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