By Terry L. Richardson
Oh Lord, give us Revivals of the past in the future.
Our hearts are crying out to you.
We burn with the desire to see you manifest your Glory.
Like John Wesley and Charles Finney saw you do.
How we long to see the lost come back to you, Lord.
We long to see the sick rise and take up their bed.
You healed thousands through Kathryn Kuhlman.
Wigglesworth obeyed and you even raised the dead.
With William Booth you created your Salvation Army.
You spoke to him and he brought in souls and the worst.
Like John Lake, let us sacrifice all for the nations.
For souls, oh Lord, give us an unquenchable thirst.
Like Leonard Ravenhill we ache for your appearance.
Give us souls, sweet Jesus, lest we die.
Bring to every city another Azusa Street Revival.
Let Duncan Campbell's voice echo in our heart's cry.
No more will we try to put you in a box, Lord.
No longer can we stand to sit and warm a pew.
Send us a Revival from the past in our future.
That we may bring your sheep back home to you.
