1 There’s a rustling in the tree-tops, there’s a cloud upon the sky;
There’s a promise of refreshing, there are signs of mercy nigh;
Christians, gather with rejoicing, use the mighty arm of pray’r,
And in joyous expectation let hosannas fill the air.
Refrain:
Heav’nly breezes now are coming,
Hear the rustling in the tree-tops, praise the Lord!
Heav’nly breezes now are coming,
Hear the rustling in the tree-tops, praise the Lord!
2 There’s a rustling in the tree-tops, pass along the word of cheer;
Go ye out to gospel warfare, for the pow’r of God is here;
There’s a sure and happy vict’ry, for the Lord goes on before;
Rally ’round Immanuel’s banner, bless his name forevermore. [Refrain]
3 There’s a rustling in the tree-tops, seek the wayward and the lost;
Bring them in to find salvation, bring them in at any cost;
There can never come too many, there is grace enough for all;
There’s a going in the tree-tops, and the show’rs begin to fall. [Refrain]
Source: Songs of Love and Praise No. 4 #68