Oh come alive my soul again!
The light has near gone out--
The valley of the shadow
Has left my heart in drought.
Can anyone, O anyone,
Conceive how dry I'm poured?
Oh yes! The One poured out for me,
My Savior and my Lord!
Oh come alive my soul again!
May light shine through the dark--
For darkness has no power
Where Christ has left His Mark!
Oh gladly now I take His cross--
With joy, I'll be poured out;
No more to mourn the marching,
But marching on, to shout!
(Chorus)
Poured out for me! Poured out for me!
And knowing my infirmity
My Great High Priest knows well my plight
For He was once poured out for me!
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