HOLY CALL
The ebbs and flows of the tidal waves
Seas of the earth breathing in and out
Crashing of the billows give a mighty shout
Eyes turn now to the sun above
Showering rays of the Spirits love
Turn here turn now oh beloved one
Let go your worldly chains accept His love
Whispers and voices so empty and void
Return to you as spilt seed
as of your fathers loins
Rise up rise up oh chosen one
Behold His voice tis God’s own Son
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