I do not want a still small voice
Give me fire
A burning bush
Let flames like tongues fall from the mouth of Heaven
Give me Pentecost
My mind is too wild to be settled by a whisper
Send an earthquake
Shake loose and cast down
Broken earth, cracked ground
Give me Jericho
I have had enough silence
Speak in the howling of a rushing wind
Flood my ears with a clamoring tempest
Give me *ruah*
Do You see that I am jealous for You?
Is the fragrance of my desperation pleasing?
I have tasted and seen
Now let me hear and feel
God
Give me You
