Sancte Spiritus

This poem relates to my baptism in the Holy Spirit back in October 1977. I had no idea that such an event would take place and had never even heard of such a thing until then. It is something that will remain with me throughout the remainder of my earthly life and after that, in Paradise. This baptism, it must be noted, is open to anyone who accepts Jesus as Lord and Saviour, having repented of past sin and who will follow Jesus in faith and trust each day. 





The evening service ended, down the road

To a young people’s meeting who would meet

Each Sunday evening, a fellowship

Of praise and prayer, a happy gathering.



All were absorbed by what was spoken of,

How anyone could be immersed into

The power of the Holy Spirit, who

Would transform lives by His presence within.



The meeting carried on, my mind transfixed

By such a notion of the Spirit’s power

Which can and does transform one’s inner life

As God makes dwelling in one’s open heart.



Now drawing to a close, people prepared

To leave and go their separate ways home.

But something stirred within to beckon me

To stay, to receive Him within my heart.



That is, to receive Him in a new way,

A way never before experienced 

A baptism of blessing showering down

Into the inner depths of my being.



The minister, with prayer and holy hands

Invoked the Holy Spirit in that place

To enter in afresh, the heavenly tongue,

Celestial language making heartfelt plea.



It was as if the heavens had opened

To pour down blessing from above into

This open heart and mind, a powerful

Transforming presence to make all things new.



Oh how to tell how great this blessing was,

It was so vast yet gentle as the dove

That fell upon the blessed Lamb of God

A vision pure and bright; affirming love.



The time to leave had come, a blissful walk

Unto my dwelling place, yet sleep came not

Until gone midnight, my heart full of joy

And praise unto the blessed Three in One.



Life carried on, with all its joys and woes

But yet the Spirit stirs within me still,

Seek Him with all your heart and let Him in

That yours may be that powerful indwelling.