Pentecost Sunday

Once there lived twelve Apostles,
Who cowered and hid from the world,
Locking themselves up in a room,
Too afraid to go anywhere.

If they walked around the town,
Preaching the Word of God,
There would be a disturbance,
Even resulting into death.

On the fiftieth day of Easter,
An event so majestic occurred,
That the tellings were written,
In a sacred book of miracles.

The Holy Spirit came,
Upon the Apostles,
Granting them courage,
To convert souls of many.

Speaking in tongues,
All understood,
Many wondered,
How was this likely?

Three thousand baptized,
Hearts renewed in Jesus,
Where would we be now,
If the news never spread?

Thanks to the Apostles,
Who traveled far and wide,
We are now one church united,
Together one body in Christ.