Spirit Flame

With tongues of fire

What are you saying to me?

My ears barely hear

Half closed for fear

I know your heat will refine me


Spirit Breath

Fervid storm, cleansing sin

You blow through my soul

Godly sound

Moves me ’round

Piercing the pores of my skin


Spirit Word

Polyglot, and dictating when

I speak with new tongues

I don’t understand

How lips make your plan

Praying of rumors in heaven


Spirit Holy

I yield tongue, yield soul

To be carried aloft in your movement

Lead feet leave the ground

A heart now unbound

Exalting! Declaring God’s glory!



Jeff Jenkins



About scribblerjeff

wordswurdswirds is the first-time ever blog on words, language, and the culture they invoke, through the eyes, mind, and keyboard of Jeff Jenkins. Jeff is a Christian/outlaw, husband, father, reader, writer, theologian, philosopher, and pre-apocalyptic, pop-culture prophet of the new media, which is the same as the old media. There is nothing new under the Sun. When I am not writing this blog, I am selling commercial janitorial services, though in my mind, I am already at the California Coast with my family and friends. Word! View all posts by scribblerjeff

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