Unto Him That Is Able to Keep You from Falling, and to Present You Faultless

The Spirit leads, from wilderness and desert-wold twisting truths So god-breathe but get behind me, where my ears cannot o'er the chorus

but Satan drags— to temple-peak and mountaintop, into temptations. your misquotations, Satan! pick out your lies of His praises.

He Shall Baptize You with the Holy Ghost and with Fire

Envelop me with water, Lord;
impress the seal with fire--
that like a pillared cloud the steam 
yet draws my spirit higher.

The Bottles Break and the Wine Runneth Out (and the Bottles Perish)

The Lord will pour new heav'n
(like wine)
into this old-skin earth
until it swells and bursts--
spilling forth from laid-bare seams
like streams-of-living-water-turned-to-wine.