1 “What meaneth this?” this strange display,
These cloven tongues, like as of fire,
This sudden sound like rushing wind,
They all with one accord enquire.

Refrain:
This is the Lord, the Holy One,
This is the promised pow’r bestowed;
The Holy Ghost has surely come,
And taken up his own abode.

2 “What meaneth this?” oh, blessed Lord,
Thy waiting saints all know full well
Thy presence manifested there,
Indued with pow’r, thy love to tell. [Refrain]

3 O, Pentecost, sweet upper room
Where holy fire unloosed the dumb;
“What meaneth this?” oh, praise his name;
The promised pow’r has fully come. [Refrain]

4 “What meaneth this?” such holy joy,
This intermingling wave of sounds;
O, “This is That” which promised was,
And now the Holy Ghost abounds. [Refrain]