I hear the voice of one crying,
I hear the voice of one crying,
prepare ye, prepare ye the way of the Lord.
I hear the voice of one crying,
I hear the voice of one crying,
prepare ye, prepare ye the way of the Lord.
And make His path straight, make straight His path in the wilderness
And let your light shine, let it shine in the darkness
And let your rain fall, let it fall in this desert place.
I hear the voice of one crying,
I hear the voice of one crying,
prepare ye, prepare ye the way of the Lord.
Sure as gold is precious and the honey sweet,
so You love this city and you love these streets.
Ev'ry child out playing by its own front door,
ev'ry baby laying on the bedroom floor.
Ev'ry dreamer dreaming in their dead-end job,
ev'ry driver driving through the rush-hour mob.
I feel it in my spirit, feel it in my bones,
You're gonna send revival, bring 'em all back home.
I can hear that thunder in the distance,
like a train on the edge of the town,
I can feel the brooding of Your Spirit,
lay your burdens down, lay your burdens down.
(verse 2)
From the preacher preaching when the well is dry,
to the lost soul reaching for a higher high.
From the young man working through his hopes and fears
to the widow walking through the vale of tears.
Ev'ry man and woman ev'ry old and young,
ev'ry father's daughter, ev'ry mother's son.
I feel it in my spirit, feel it in my bones,
You're gonna send revival, bring 'em all back home.
Chorus
Revive us, revive us, revive us with Your fire.
Revive us, revive us, revive us with Your fire