I Taste a Liquor Never Brewed
de Julie Harris
Breath of heaven, come and dwell in us, our hearts renew
Fire of God, illuminate, enkindle flames of truth
As we enter into this mystery
Overwhelmed by the power of your grace
Lead us on great herald of our victory
To our home where we stand face to face
Comforter, come counsel us, and make us truly wise
Rouse our souls from sin's great sleep, that love may come alive
As we enter into this mystery
Overwhelmed by the power of your grace
Lead us on great herald of our victory
To our home where we stand face to face
Holy spirit come (breath of heaven)
Holy spirit come (wind of God)
Holy spirit come (fire of heaven)
Holy spirit come as we enter into this mystery
Overwhelmed by the power of your grace
Lead us on great herald of our victory
To our home where we stand face to face
To our home where we stand face to face
To our home where we stand face to face
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