It’s our turn to stand.

It’s our turn to believe

To feel his mighty hand.

We must intercede in prayer.

We must believe in our hearts

To feel his power here.

It’s my turn to pray,

It’s my turn to stand.

It’s my turn to believe

To feel his mighty hand.

I must bow before him,

I must lift up his name.

I must pray for others

So we’ll never be the same.

It’s your turn to pray.

It’s your turn to stand.

It’s your turn to believe

To feel his mighty hand.

You must kneel before his presence.

You must fall upon your face.

You must become holy now,

Holy by his grace.

Alica Hall