Revive Poem by French Jeremiah Chintapasa

Revive you faint hearts, revive
Revive for your redemption is here
Come drench your anemic vein
Come get a blood transfusion from the lamb that was slain
He took your fall, your shame, your pain
So you could walk tall in him and reign

Come to the living water you thirsty
Drench your thirsty souls in streams that flow from calvary
Sink deeper into the well without rivalry
Let the living water wash away your clabbery

Revive perverted mind revive
Take a bite from the bread of life and live
Yearn for the word that renews your mind's submission
Let the truth set you free from carnal disposition
Let its logic of miracles defy your intellectual reason

Revive you who wait on the Lord revive
Oh you dry and feeble bones
Breathe the strength riding on the spirit's winds
For the dry bones shall rise up a mighty horde
A generation of warriors who fight on their knees
Carrying the gospel to the ends of the world
My heart, my soul, my mind and my strength revive for your revival is here!