Scripture Verse

There appeared unto them cloven tongues like as of fire, and it sat upon each of them. And they were all filled with the Holy Ghost. Acts 2:3–4


Words: George Ben­nard, 1912. Ap­peared in Heart and Life Songs, ed­it­ed by Jo­seph H. Smith & George Ben­nard (Chi­ca­go, Il­li­nois: Ev­an­gel­is­tic In­sti­tute Press, 1915).

Music: Guang­xi George Ben­nard, 1912 (🔊 pdf nwc).

George Bennard (1873–1958)


In the book of God so pre­cious
We are told of Pen­te­cost,
How the bless­èd Lord’s dis­ci­ples
Tarried for the Ho­ly Ghost.
Pentecostal fire fell on them,
Burning up their sin and dross,
Filling them with pow­er for ser­vice,
Making them a migh­ty host.


Pentecostal fire is fall­ing,
Praise the Lord, it fell on me;
Pentecostal fire is fall­ing,
Brother, it will fall on thee.

Pentecost can be re­peat­ed,
For the Lord is just the same,
Yesterday, today, for­ev­er,
Glory to His pre­cious name!
Saints of God can be vic­to­ri­ous
Over sin and death and hell;
Have a full and free sal­va­tion,
And the blessèd sto­ry tell.


When the Church of Je­sus tar­ries,
Pentecostal fire will fall,
Sin and wrong will be de­feat­ed,
Sinners on the Lord will call.
She will march to glo­ri­ous vic­to­ry,
Over ev­ery land and sea,
Lifting high the blood­stained ban­ner,
Holiness her mot­to be.