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