Breathe On Me

Water fell from my eyes

Thoughts of hope actons of needy

Crown on my head is the prize

Eating every word of God, not reedy

Consume my life with your works

Baptized in spirit an righteousnss

I'll take notes as a server and clerk

You can have all of me, your Highness

Fill this place with yoke destroying power

River of obedience in hearts of people

Prepare a ready generation with favor

Crying, pleading to dwell in this temple

Burn in me Jesus, for a fresh fire revival

A move of Gd that can't be in denial

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