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Whit-Sunday: There was a noise from heaven as of a rushing mighty wind.
 
 
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Whit-Sunday: There was a noise from heaven as of a rushing mighty wind.

When sad Elijah did by Horeb lye,
A roaring wind so buffeted the skie
As if the musterd vapours had combind
To make one storme; God was not in the wind.
But when th' Apostles by consent were met,
After their parture from Mount Olivet
A bellowing tempest vollied from the Sphere,
And filled all the roome; and God was there.
The spirit and the wind may seeme to bee
Imploy'd in consort for their simpathie.
When th' universe was made, and darknesse strove
For place, the spirit did on the waters move;
When the drown'd world was to be made agen
The wind did move upon the waters then.
Now when th' eternall Spirit was to blow
And breath on them, he sent a wind, as though
The uncreated Spirit had assign'd
Th' other created spirit of the wind
To usher him the way as he should come,
Or be his Harbinger to take his roome.