Spring Revival – A Guest Post by Hallie Parker

There’s a spring rain a-brewing; the wind’s blowing in a sweet smell.
All the flowers striving, blooming; the petals blowing off of the ground.
He’s reviving. He’s reviving all the life that’s been hid in grey.
He says it’s time for the sun, it’s time for a new day.

Go grab your neighbor; we will gather at the river deep in the woods.
He is teaching of new mercies; He is teaching that He is good.
The spring rain will come and move us as a river into the town.
All the people rejoicing, singing, what a glorious sound!
Can you hear each one proclaiming new life, death ran away.
No more fear, shame, or sadness. There’s a king who’s kindly fully paid.
The Holy Spirit’s fallin’ on the heads of His beautiful Bride.
We will rise on his wings, we’ll fly beside him as we cry!
Holy, Holy is the Father who reigns up above.
Holy, Holy is the Man who died and rose in love.
Holy, Holy is the Spirit living in each of us.

It is time that we move, that we faithfully fulfill our purpose.
To feed the hungry, clothe the naked, give shelter to the cold and confused
To visit prisons, care for widows, bring freedom to those who’re abused
To bring comfort to the ones who are facing death for their faith
To be light and salt to a world that’s eaten by hate.

Holy, Holy is the Father who reigns up above.
Holy, Holy is the Man who died and rose in love.