Fresh Breeze

From where does this fresh breeze blow,
Which refreshes my soul?
I know, I know.

Why does it blow cool,
Upon my fevered soul?
I know, I know.

To cause my eyes to lift,
To cause my heart to sing,
Of Your balm of love,
I know, I know.

Sing it well, sing it slow,
Sing it fresh, sing it whole!
Oh my soul, oh, my soul.

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