VERSE We are young men Waiting for a vision from Your heart We are old men ready for Your dreams We are daughters We can hear Your heart and speak Your word We are waiting for You to heal our land For the fire has burned the pastures The flame has burned the trees The water of the river has run dry CHORUS So Holy Spirit, pour Yourself on me Let the river of Yourself run free in us Holy Spirit, pour Yourself on me Send Your rain and bring a harvest To this land again VERSE / CHORUS / CHORUS OUT CHORUS What's that I see? Is that a cloud? What's that I feel? A drop of rain? There's thunder now. It's getting loud! Or maybe that's the Lion of Judah's roar! Look at that field! It's turning green! It's bearing seed! Look at the fruit, there on that tree! And I know I hear the Lion of Judah roar! Is that a cloud? . . . (repeat "out chorus")