IN THE WIND THAT RUNS LOVE
Holy God, Your song, is in the Wind that runs Love,
whispering and praying as thousands of doves.
There we see the majesty, in heaven’s deep blue.
With wonder, we ponder the mysteries of You.
Bring to the fore the hearts that shine grace.
Fill every need in The Lord’s deep embrace.
Yours from the Beginning to the End and then more,
for every tomorrow – we enter Love’s Door.
Come, Holy Blessings in a raincloud that bursts,
Sweeten heart hopes, as The Father fills thirst.
Run with the Winds of Love’s prayer freed,
lifted by the Grace of divine intercede.
Yours in the Wind-songs, our voices call Home,
in worship that gathers, swept from all roam.
Holy- Your song, in the Wind that runs Love.
Whispering, and praying as thousands of doves.
© 2020 Linda Willows
Deuteronomy 28:2 –“The Lord through Moses said, “And all these blessings shall come on you, and overtake you, if you obey the voice of the LORD your God.”
Acts 2:2 —And suddenly there came from heaven a sound like a mighty rushing wind, and it filled the entire house where they were sitting.