Sound the alarm, gather the people,
Gather the elders, let the ministers wail.
God take back the years the enemy's stolen,
Lord You are coming Holy Visitation
Sound the alarm, awaken the watchmen
Open their ears, let their voices be loud
We prophecy You'll come to this nation
Touch this generation Holy Visitation
We return to you with fasting and weeping and mourning
Oh, my Lord You're returning
We lie here weeping between porch and alter
Pour out Your spirit on Your sons and Your daughters
We dance and we shout and we lift up our voice
Let You kingdom come down
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