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From a whisper to a forceful gust, the Wind speaks through us to bring others to Christ. Since He resides in each of us, we are all missionaries, servants bringing others into the kingdom through the power of the Holy Spirit.
We’re blessed to have the privilege
As Wind so gently blows through us,
To rescue hearts on evil’s edge
And lead them into faith and trust.
We cannot do this work alone,
Breeze speaks through us to testify
Of deity upon the throne,
With nail-scarred hands that purify.
At times, the Wind comes forth in gusts
To rustle leaves of unbelief,
And makes His presence obvious,
Protects them from the lost souls’ thief.
Cyclonic Gale sometimes descends -
The only ways its voice is heard.
To hardened hearts it must attend
And melt them with the Living Word.
With each creation so unique,
The Wind adjusts its force and speed.
For those resistant, those who seek,
Its flow depends upon the need.
The Wind goes with us as we roam,
So whether we’re on foreign land
Or never venture far from home,
We’re here to share salvation’s plan.
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