Lord, in Thy presence we are met.
We ask Thee, Lord-for Thou art here
Make this a Pentecostal hour,
When hungering souls from
Pardon, or purity, or power
Unstop deaf ears, let blind eyes see,
Bring souls into Thy liberty.
Thou knowest sin-sick souls are here,
Sick with depravity within,
Restless, discouraged, wearied ones,
And Thou art here to cleanse from Sin;
Oh! speak the word “I will, be whole”;
And save and sanctify each soul.
Grant to Thy servants boldness now,
That faithfully they speak Thy Word,
‘By stretching forth Thy hand to heal”,
Let sign and wonders from The Lord,
Here in our midst today be done,
So, Father, glorify Thy Son.
We wait-according to Thy Word,
Lord, let it to Thy servants be;
May nothing-self, pride, prejudice,
Or unbelief-still hinder Thee;
Blessed Spirit, have unhindered
in yielded hearts and lives today.
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May God Bless Israel, Nigeria, And America And Take Care Of Us; May God Make His Face Shine Upon Us, And Be Gracious To Us; May The Lord Lift Up His Countenance Upon Us, And Give Us Peace, In Jesus Christ Name, We Pray! Amen!
May The Grace The Lord Jesus Christ, And The Love Of God, And The Fellowship Of The Holy Spirit Be With You All. Amen!