In whispered plea, I bared my soul,
To heavens vast, my words took toll.
“Grant me strength,” I dared to plea,
O Holy Spirit, set me free.

Within my chest, a fire ignited,
Invisible grace, I felt, invited.
The sins that weighed like anchors, dense,
Now found their way to recompense.

The Spirit, like a gentle dove,
Descended from the realms above,
To fill my heart with sacred flame,
In love’s sweet, all-redeeming name.

With every breath, a change, profound,
My soul, in grace, began to bound.
A promise made, a heart restored,
In the Spirit’s embrace, I soared.

Reconciliation’s gentle art,
Mended wounds, a brand-new start.
For in that moment, light did gleam,
A whisper, true, a holy dream.

O Holy Spirit, gift divine,
Your strength and love in me entwine.
In your embrace, I find release,
My soul’s sweet balm, my lasting peace.