Wind! Oh boisterous Wind!
Bring forth currents of Life
To us –one time brave warriors;
As this blistering torrent reviving
Along with battering blows awakening
Us sleeping giants of wardom
On whose shoulders victory lies
In whose war hands deftly ties
This fiery end time war-fight.

Wind! Oh boisterous Wind!
With forceful degree charge
With intense violence quicken;
That we with urgent precedence
May alight our extinguishing passions
Conquering with tempestuous victory:
Satan! Sin! Instruments of retardation
Enemies of His Gospel’s propagation
Come! More than thou ever raged.

Wind! Oh boisterous Wind!
With inner dying passion Lord we ask,
A precedent, a string of concord;
A great utter might to conquer totally
Pangs of sin, to us as a tempting ally.
For utmost oneness our desire lies
Conquering and debasing to naught
The devil’s dark kingdom as we ought.
Wilt thou not revive us Lord?

Wind! Oh boisterous Wind!
Together may in accord our army stand
Working this end-time Gospel dissemination
To the uttermost corners of the earth:
Out of our total revival, a birth.
For utmost oneness our desire lies,
A clear image to the world to be caught
A perfect awakening revival wrought
That we Your people may rejoice.