Dreams from Pentecost
Like glowing embers
Fill our night with things hoped for
Even if much promised we have not yet received
Because the glory has touched us.
So we wait quietly,
And take joy in the God of our salvation.
Our cup to You we lift it up,
Fill it full Lord
For on us all your waves fall
Waking our night
With sounds of rushing winds
Making this ground where we kneel, holy.