Father of creation,
Unfold Your sovereign plan.
Raise up a chosen generation
that will march
through the land.
All of creation is longing
For Your unveiling of power.
Would You release
Your anointing,
O God, let this be the hour.
Let Your glory fall
in the room,
Let it go forth from here
to the nations,
Let Your fragrance rest
in this place,
As we gather to seek Your face.
Ruler of the nations,
The world has yet to see,
The full release
of Your promise,
The church in victory.
Turn to us Lord
and touch us,
Make us strong in Your might,
Overcome our weakness,
that we could stand up
and fight.
Let Your kingdom come,
Let Your will be done,
Let us see on earth,
The glory of Your Son.