Verse 1
Blow, Pentecostal Breeze,
Breathe, apostolic blast,
Stir Pentecostal hearts at ease,
And sinners slumb’ring fast!
Verse 2
Breathe, Holy Ghost to-day,
Dispel the ancient sloth;
The guilty deadness sweep away
In resurrection growth.
Verse 3
Make sweeter graces bloom,
And lovelier virtue shine,
And mightier influences perfume
A world by purchase thine.
Verse 4
Revive the ancient glow,
The fierce prophetic fire,
The ancient miracle bestow,
The former power inspire.
Verse 5
Breathe on this soul of ours
On branch and stem and root,
Till Christ shall smell His fragrant
flowers
And taste His ripened fruit.
Verse 6
Breathe on us, Mighty Breath,
On leaf and naked clod,
Breathe o’er the church creeping [death
The pulsing life of God
Verse 7
Breathe till the perfume flows
O’er wastes where sins abound,
Till Calvary’s gospel-incense blows
The stricken world around!
Harold Horton