1. Pow-er, might-y pow’r Jesus promised from on high;
Pow-er souls to win, souls to save from sin.
O Thou Breath of God, come upon the hearts that cry,
Witnessing to poor, lost men.

Chorus:
Come Holy Spirit, fill me, I need Thee, I seek Thee;
Come Holy Spirit, fill me Lord, fill me with the Holy Spirit.

2. Then came Pentecost and the Holy Ghost was giv’n;
And they all were filled, all empowered till
Multitudes were saved, turned to Christ and were forgiven;
We too should be Spirit-filled.

3. Satan-blinded men must convicted be, awaked!
More than human pow’r, for God’s work this hour.
Unseen pow’rs of Hell scattered till men fear and quake,
By the Spirit’s mighty pow’r.

4. Naked, fruitless Christians, we toil without God’s pow’r.
Fields are wasting white, waiting for God’s might.
O Thou Holy Spirit, come crumble Satan’s tower,
Souls we’ll reap before the night.

5. Thirsty are our hearts, so we wait upon the Lord.
Earnestly we plead, this our utmost need.
Then with God’s anointing we’ll carry men the Word,
Sow abroad the fruitful seed.