The Breath of the Spirit

Long years we have yearned

For the show­ers of bless­ing

Have ear­nest­ly prayed for abun­dance of rain;

Praise God

some are sing­ing

The new song of Heav­en

The breath of the Spir­it brings pow­er again.

Power again

pow­er again

Our hearts have been tuned to the sweet re­frain

The breath of the Spir­it brings pow­er again.

The life has been fruit­less

The heart dry and thirs­ty

The task of the Mas­ter seemed giv­en in vain;

But now ev’ry day is a day of rich bless­ing

The breath of the Spir­it brings pow­er again.

No tithes have been brought

To the store­house of Heav­en

Our pow­ers for serv­ice long dor­mant have lain;

But now ev’ry im­pulse is used in God’s glo­ry

The breath of the Spir­it brings pow­er again.

No souls have been won

For the king­dom of glo­ry

But pow­er for serv­ice we now may ob­tain;

Then glad­ly as reap­ers we enter the har­vest

The breath of the Spir­it brings pow­er again.