| It’s time, the prophecies are here.
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| The Spirit’s movin' swifter
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| The last days are near.
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| Young men will see ventures and old men will dream dreams.
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| I will pour out my spirit in those days
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| Like never before seen.
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| CHORUS
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| What once was a river now is a flood
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| What once was a taste of His glory now is a feast of His love.
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| Windows of heaven have open above
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| What once was a river now is a flood.
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| My heart awaits His ev’ry move.
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| I’m seein' the fulfillment of all He said He’d do.
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| The river’s edge is rising
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| With ev’ry gift He brings (Ev'ry gift He brings).
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| My spirit’s moved to worship Him
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| My heart is moved to sing.
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| REPEAT CHORUS
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| And it’s sweet feet away
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| And I’m pourin' in a flow.
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| I don’t wanna be free
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| From this flood that covers me.
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| (From the flood that covers me)
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| Oh, whoa, whoa
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| REPEAT CHORUS
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| Whoa, what once was a river now is a flood.
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| Oh, whoa, what once was a river now is a flood.
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| What once was a river now is a flood! |
| (5x)
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| Music and Lyrics by David Robertson |