There is this sound I hear
like a rushing mighty wind
We lay aside "religion"
and all of our"tradition"
because we have a vision
of Pentecost again
We can see the tongues of fire
As He pours His Glory out
We can hear the multitudes
raising up a Holy Shout
We can feel and sense His Presence
As He draws us closer in
He's breaking through the hardened heart
with Pentecost again!
His River is arising!
As the darkness flees away
The "sorrow" and the "sighing"
these spirits cannot stay!
What will happen to deception
and the lies of hell, my friend?
They will flee before King Jesus
It's Pentecost again.
His Mercy is everlasting
He forgives our every sin
His Kingdom Come!
His Will be done!
in America again!
We hear the Holy Fire
Rumbling down from way up high
Witchcraft trembles
God assembles
saints to watch it die
It is time to rise up church!
to run and catch the wind!
His Glory is coming down
It's Pentecost again!
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