To dilligently seek his forever face focused eternally upon his giving grace even in squals that hover under his wing you hide in compassionate cover
Knowing the love that longingly lasts to hold you like an anchor sure and steadfast pressing on towards whats in wait your refining process toward the heavenly gate
Never lose sight of where your going no matter what the evil one has thrown for storms and squals open opportunity to glorify his name in broken community
Shine bright like the night star breaking bounderies in cities near and far taking hold of Pentecostal power leading people to his refuge and tower
Like Pentecost the Spirit will fall then they will hear his compassionate call "There's nothing to fear" "My child come near"