1 Holy spirit, heaven's Breath, blow wherever now is death: safe and sound, or lone and lost, bring us life at Pentecost! 2 Wind that races from the sea causing future things to be, from our chaos make anew minds to love and worship you. 3 Wind that blows through farm and field tiny seed for mighty yield, sow the word of life in us; plant the tree they call the cross. 4 Wind that shreds the cloudy sky, gale for making wet or dry, move the guilty soul to tears, then remove the mourner's fears. 5 Wind that fans into a flame sparks of faith in Jesus' name. come in judgement and in love; burn in us till mountains move! 6 Praise the Spirit, earth and heaven, praise to Jesus Christ be given: praises sing from shore to shore God our glory evermore! ADDITIONAL VERSES Coastal: Wind that whips the grassy dunes, gives the salty waves their tunes make fresh music, rhythm, rhyme; make your people move in time! Countryside: Wind that bends the shaking trees bringing woodlands to their knees, break our hearts, to mend again, self to die, and love remain. Town: Wind that eddies through the town gusting up the streets and down, drive our dirt and dross away, make us clean this holy day. Music: Wind that sounds through pipe and reed treble, bass, in turn to lead; harmonise your church's voice that in truth we shall rejoice. Bells: Wind that shakes the steeple's bell, echoes round the towers that tell God has given his church a tongue; let his changes here be rung! Living creatures: Wind that cattle must endure, breeze where gulls and geese can soar; breath by which creation sings, make us rise on eagles' wings!