In The Volume Of The Book


In the volume of the book it is written of me,
So open up your eyes, take a look…come see.
Conceive, believe, receive the gifts.
It's closer than you know, it's even in your lips.

The word you heard is life to you.
It's cutting off the old and making everything new,
So as my wife, share the life. You have a duty you know
To be a doer, not a hearer, so my flock will grow.

Don't let the thief steal your belief.
Don't let the thorn make your spirit mourn.
Don't let stony ground push you around.
Just conceive, believe, receive the gifts.
It's closer than you know, it's even in your lips.

I wait, yes I wait, for that glorious day
When you look in the book and I hear you say,
In the volume of the book it is written of me,
So open up your eyes, take a look…come see.
Conceive, believe, receive the gifts.
It's closer than you know, it's even in your lips.


Song inspired by the Holy Spirit
Judith Anne Revalee Alexander (c)

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