Days Supernatural
His rain fuels his fire now
Angels moving now

Causing alignments
Thrusting in motion
Spirit raining down

Spirit blow o,
blow o
Then we’ll burn, burn

Brooding upon us
Birthing His Image
Sons are rising now

Piercing our ears
His words on our heart
Love slaves signing up


I want the fire in Your eyes
I want all You are
I want the passion in Your heart
Set me ablaze

  1. Kurtis

    November 19, 2020 at 12:58 am

    I miss the “O” smell that I never knew.

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