Tongues of fire burst into flame,
Nothing will ever remain the same.
Fearful men grow bold and strong,
They have waited and prayed and feared so long.

The language of the love of God
Lights up the steps that Jesus trod.
A cloud of doubt will flee away,
And dawn will bring a special day.

God is working with great power,
And blessings break in one great shower.
The Spirit fills us with His word,
Not to believe would be absurd.

We cannot stem this tide of love,
As God sends His Spirit from above,
To seek and gather in the lost,
The mighty wind of Pentecost.