Oh, for the showers on the thirsty land!
Oh, for a mighty revival Oh, for a sanctified fearless band,
Ready to hail its arrival.
Revive us, Lord! Is zeal abating
While harvest fields are vast and white?
Revive us, Lord! The world is waiting;
Equip Thy Church to send the Light.
When naught were on to lean remaineth,
When strongholds crumble to the dust,
When nothings sure but God reigneth,
That, yes, that is the time to trust.
Unknown Mrs. Charles E. Cowman
From Streams In The Desert 2