On the sixth day man
Formed and fashioned in Your hand
In Your image created
In the likeness of You
In Your Presence lay
The faithful Potter's clay
With every part of Adam's being
He was crying and pleading
Breathe on me
Breathe on me
Fill this place
With the breath of Heaven
When the Day of Pentecost was fully come
They were all in one accord
Gathered in the upper room
In Your presence lay the faithful Potter's clay
With every part of their being
They were crying and pleading
Breathe on me
Breathe on me
Fill this place
With the breath of Heaven
Breathe on me
Breathe on me
Fill this place
With the breath of Heaven
As it was on Pentecost and on the sixth day
We're all with one accord
We're gathered in one place
In Your presence lay
Your the Potter we're the clay
With every part of our being
We are crying and pleading
Breathe on me
Breathe on me
Fill this place
With the breath of Heaven
Rain on me
Rain on me
Fill this place
With the rain of Heaven
Burn in me
Burn in me
Fill this place
With the fire of Heaven
Send the fire
Send the fire
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Send the fire
Burn in me
Burn in me
Fill this place
With the fire of Heaven
Burn in me
Burn in me
Fill this place
With the fire of Heaven