The Shifty Wind
The Holy Spirit is a Shifty Wind.
Scaling tall trees & mountains.
He springs up like a fountain.
He Instills fears and laments,
But, He remains true like cement.
His presence speaks thru parlance,
Our wicked souls, He viewed askance,
His justice & mercy kissed in Christ,
The Spirit left the bloody Sacrifice.
He leads thru the narrow corridor,
Saving few liars and whoremongers.
The Saints shift from Earth to Heaven,
The Spirit resurrects the sinful fallen.
The heathen shun His grace forever—
They will suffer as lost brethren—but
Christ redeems as our Loving Savior.