A Song in the Wind

He rides upon a mystic white steed,
Galloping on azure ocean waves,
Halting on fine golden sands,
A breathtaking view of God’s almighty hands.

He fills us with His love divine,
As we walk this land in grace,
With the Heavenly Spirit of God,
Our spirits pure, our hearts embraced.

A song is heard in the wind,
opening hearts with ancient wisdom,
Words of love and holiness,
Erasing pain, sorrow, loneliness.

Our souls overflow with light,
As angels spread crystal wings,
Singing Hosanna to the King,
Their songs carried in the wind.

The King of Kings has come to free,
Riding His mighty white stallion,
With a smile, His Spirit glows,
Touching every hand He knows.

“Do not be afraid, for I am here,” He says,
“I in you, and you in me,
The Spirit is the trinity,”
His face shines with Holy Grace.

His warmth melts the heart,
As newness blooms within,
The angels sing their songs,
Carried in the wind,

As they spread their crystal wings,
Singing Hosanna to the King.

—SM (c) 2015