His presence is so real
His Spirit is so sweet
When He calls from behind the veil
And His heart's cry beckons me
How I love this intercession
Like water to thirsty soul
His overwhelming rivers
Stream my face and take control
These tears are grace, I know
That draws me to my knees
And from this fountain flows
All I'll ever need
My heart's cry back to Him
Give revival or give me death
To live is not worth living
Without His holy breath
And from the floor I rise
Without a single doubt
Every Word that He has spoken
Will be brought about
No thing shall be impossible
When I am on my knees
For in these deep travailings
I enthrone my King
Now arise all those who sleep
Awaken from your slumber
And if you will remember
The simmering amber you'll uncover
Now fall down on your knees
And with me make your plea
Send revival to to my city
By first reviving me
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