Spirit of God in the clear running water
Blowing to greatness the trees on the
hill.
Spirit of God in the finger of water.
Chorus:Fill the earth, bring it to birth,
and blow where you will. Blow, blow,
blow till I be but the breath of the
Spirit blowing in me.
Dawn in the meadows the willows are
moaning
Sheep in the pastureland cannot lie still.
Spirit of God, creation is groaning.....
I saw the scar of a year that lay dying
Heard the lament of a lone whippoorwill.
Spirit of God, see that cloud crying....
Spirit of God every man's heart is lonely
Watching and waiting and hungry until
Spirit of God, man longs that you only
Chorus:Fulfill the earth..........