Ruah
Pneuma
Spiritus

Breathe through my garden.
Ruah
Breathe through my garden.

Come, south wind, come, you that waken love.
And in your sweet breathing,
Filled with good and glory,
How tenderly you swell my heart with love!

The wind blows where it wills, and you hear the
sound of it, but you do not know where it comes
from or where it goes.

Pneuma

And suddenly there came a sound from heaven as
of a rushing mighty wind, and it filled all the house
where they were sitting.