Long years we have yearned
For the show­ers of bless­ing,
Have ear­nest­ly prayed for abun­dance of rain;
Praise God, some are sing­ing
The new song of Hea­ven,
The breath of the Spi­rit brings pow­er again.

Refrain

Power again, power again,
Our hearts have been tuned to the sweet re­frain,
The breath of the Spi­rit brings pow­er again.

The life has been fruit­less,
The heart dry and thirs­ty,
The task of the Mas­ter seemed giv­en in vain;
But now ev’ry day is a day of rich bless­ing,
The breath of the Spi­rit brings pow­er again.

Refrain

No tithes have been brought
To the store­house of Hea­ven,
Our pow­ers for ser­vice long dor­mant have lain;
But now ev’ry im­pulse is used in God’s glo­ry,
The breath of the Spi­rit brings pow­er again.

Refrain

No souls have been won
For the king­dom of glo­ry,
But pow­er for ser­vice we now may ob­tain;
Then glad­ly as reap­ers we enter the har­vest,
The breath of the Spi­rit brings pow­er again.

Refrain