There's a Rustling in the Tree Tops

Verse 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.

Chorus

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!

Verse 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.

Verse 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.