The winds of change are blowing
What is now will be no more
Due season is now come upon us
This is what we’ve been praying for
The windows of heaven are now open wide
And showers of blessings pour on us like a tide
It’s the latter rain it’s the latter rain
O it’s the latter rain
Fathers behold your sons
And mothers behold your daughters
Their bellies shall be filled with the Spirit
Flowing like rivers of waters
The dream now awakens and the vision now tells
Of the words that were spoken by the prophet Joel