One night while Paul and Silas alone in prison lay, The blessing came upon them, and they began to pray; God broke the chains that bound them and rolled the clouds away— I want that kind of blessing.
Refrain: I want, I want that kind of blessing That saves and keeps and satisfies the soul; I want, I want that full salvation, Till billows of heaven o’er me roll.
Elijah on Mount Carmel prevailed with God in prayer: God closed the doors of heaven and drought was everywhere, He prayed again in earnest, and rain came pouring down— He had that kind of blessing.
If you will come to Jesus and full surrender make, Your all upon the altar, the He the gift will take; The fire will fall upon you, and burn up inbred sin— You’ll have that kind of blessing.
In Canaan now we’re living, and feasting on its wine, With milk and honey flowing, and vict’ry all the time; With triumph we are marching, and giants there are bread— We have that kind of blessing.
