Crosswinds

I look up now upon Jesus, high and lifted up
I remember how He died for me up on that cross
How the crosswinds blew so strong that day
Until they took Him and laid Him in the grave

        As the strong crosswinds start to blow
        The Holy Ghost moves across my soul
        It's a reminder of what Jesus did for me
        It's good to remember His love
               It's good to remember Calvary

I look up now upon Jesus, high and lifted up
I remember how He defeated death and walked right out
How the crosswinds blew again that sunny day
The smell of fresh flowers all around His grave

        As the strong crosswinds start to blow
        The Holy Ghost moves across my soul
        It's a reminder of what Jesus did for me
        It's good to remember His love
               It's good to remember Calvary

I look up now upon Jesus, high and lifted up
I remember that He lives and walks among us!
I feel the strong crosswinds blow again today
It's the Holy Ghost, the breath of God, as I praise!

        As the strong crosswinds start to blow
        The Holy Ghost moves across my soul
        It's a reminder of what Jesus did for me
        It's good to remember His love
               It's good to remember Calvary

Can you feel God's wind?

crosswinds...
       crosswinds...
              crosswinds...

 


--bro. tim pickl     
Wednesday May 25, 2005 A.D.

1   In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, 
       and the Word was God.
...
14   And the Word was made flesh, and dwelt among us, (and we beheld his glory, 
       the glory as of the only begotten of the Father,) full of grace and truth.

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