The Holy Spirit begins to move,
A gentle wind, a sacred groove.
Through hearts united, pure and true,
God’s love blooms in me and you.

We are His hands, His feet, His light,
Guided by faith through day and night.
A mission given, a sacred mirth,
To share the news of Jesus’ birth.

The world may waver, hearts may stray,
Yet love prevails, it lights the way.
So here we stand, in joy and worth,
Proclaiming Christ, our Savior’s birth.

Created by
MarkWaldrop