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The people stood in the church and they prayed, “Lord, send us revival.” Then a rushing, mighty wind blew through the sanctuary and the people raised their hands and clapped and sang; but the revival was not in the wind.

Then the people sat and prayed again, “Lord, send us revival.” And suddenly the church began to shake, the walls vibrated, the stained glass windows rattled and the church was shaken to its very foundation until the people trembled; but the revival was not in the shaking.

So the people got down on their knees and they cried to the Lord, “Please, send us revival!” And they confessed their sins upon the altar of their hearts, they wept with broken and contrite spirits and they interceded for their brethren. Then a fire swept through the church and raced up and down the pews igniting every heart. And in the flame The Still Small Voice was heard saying, “ Go, My people, go.”

Then the people stood and left the building their hands had made. They Looked out upon the ruin before them and they obeyed. They went to heal the broken hearts and set the captives free. They visited the sick and made homes for the homeless. They fed the hungry, comforted the lonely and preached the Gospel to the poor. Then there was revival.

The Spirit of the Lord is upon me, because He has sent me to preach the Gospel to the poor; He has sent me to heal the broken-hearted, to preach deliverance to the captives, and recovering of sight to the blind, to set at liberty them that are bruised, to preach the acceptable year of the Lord. - Luke 4:18,19
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