I'm not sure if music is the word but I am sure (based on my own experience) that music gives rise to the spirit.

For all you doubter out there (this coming from an unbaptised heathen with no religious connections) let me tell you a little of a childhood experience that left me with no doubt of something greater that myself .

I was on a beach where the tide was so low that you could see the skeletal masts of schooners that tried to find the N.W. passage. A place where the great Columbia River meets the powerful Pacific. I was about eight years old. I could look north and south and west and see no human movement or signs of civilization (except the masts). Great flocks of little birds gathered at the 26 miles of tideline. I was standing there watching the tide suck the sand from between my toes when I heard a sound swelling from the sea. I looked up and saw the rays of the sun bursting through the clouds and the sound grew louder. Soon I was encompassed by the sound of one great choir, singing one single note. It was perfect!

I hope this answers some questions. For me it was observable but not a word was spoken.

I thought the word (language) was, in fact, the fruit that was plucked from the tree by Eve. The ability to discriminate. The ability to know one from the other.