Let every drop Of tears in prayer Spring alive into a stream of life As streams they come and flow as one To become boundless oceans Above the waters, You bring the rushing wind Over the ocean, Your wind is rushing in Rushing over the horizon Holy Perfect Storm arise Mighty breath of God, come stir it up You make all things anew Rising up as the wave of revival as one Prepare the way for the King who is to come Who will stand? Who will fight as the army of God If we must die, we will die for the King Marching over the horizon Army of the King arise Mighty breath of God, come stir it up You make all things anew