Poetry-Descend on Me

Rapid expansion

Of God’s glorious grace;

Sounds of a rushing, mighty wind

My soul doth now embrace;

The Spirit descending

Into the center of the soul,

Constant revision

In a world spiraling out of control;

Rescind, Holy Spirit,

Set my soul of fire

As I scale mountain peaks,

Now ascending higher and higher;

Let the breath of God

Breathe into every nerve, every sinew,

While I choose life

Exposing every lie, enhancing what is true;

Holy Spirit, come,

descend now on me;

Lift the veil that has long hidden You,

Open my eyes now to see;

Let me see the ways you have prepared,

The paths You have called me to go;

Open my heart, O Lord,

More of You to know.