If I shut up Heaven that there be no rain, or if I command the locusts to devour the land, or if I send pestilence among My people; If My people, which are called by My name, shall humble themselves, and pray, and seek My face, and turn from their wicked ways; then will I hear from Heaven, and will forgive their sin, and will heal their land. 2 Chronicles 7:13–14
Pray, pray, in the old-time way,
Come, Christians, gather round;
Pray, pray as they used to pray,
When the power of God came down.
Pray, pray, the only way
To reach the saints’ high ground;
Pray, pray, the prayer of faith
Will bring God’s blessings down.
Pray, pray where two or three
Are gathered in His name;
Pray, pray, for Jesus said,
I am in the midst of them.
Pray, pray and seek His face,
And turn from all your sin;
Pray, pray for grace to go
And bring the wanderers in.
Pray, pray, for souls are lost,
Their blood is on our hands;
Pray, pray even now their feet
Are on death’s sinking sand.
Pray, pray, O sinner, pray,
Your heart in guilt bowed down;
Pray, pray, for God will hear,
I will be found.