Power and fire poured out
And humans couldn't
Contain it
It overflowed
Like a mighty river
God's river of justice
And grace and passion
And majesty and creativity
It was like the
Eighth day of creation
Like the day of resurrection
It was fire and tongues
And wind, ruach, Spirit
Hovering over the dark abyss
Of grace divine
Pour out that same Spirit
On me
And take me
Out of my head
And into your heart
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