I went to the old time Camp
The mighty Spirit of God came pouring down,
The bottom of my feet were tingling,
Hallelujah I was standing on Holy Ground.
We joined hands that were trembling,
Hearts in Jesus' Name combined,
Prayers were lifted to the Heavens,
The Holy Ghost was well defined.
Faith was the driving force,
God's Presence was felt everywhere,
Needs we placed in Christ's hands,
We saw answers to our prayers.
Glory to God I feel the drawing,
Pulling me ever closer to Him,
My feet suddenly began moving,
The Holy Spirit controlled each limb.
Dancing in the Spirit was common,
Voices sounded like when the Angels sing,
Praying in the Spirit resounded,
Enveloped by the Presence of our King.
Sinners fell upon their knees,
Forgiveness the Precious Lord gave,
Washed by the Blood of the Lamb,
No longer by satan enslaved.
Burdens and heartache wiped away,
Happiness filled each soul,
Miracles happened on that day,
Because God was in control.
I long for another Camp Meeting,
Where the awesome Power of God surrounds,
Praying hearts reach to the Heavens and,
The Holy Spirit comes tumbling down.
Until then I'll stay close to Jesus,
I'll feel His Presence each day,
Safe in the knowledge He loves me,
I'll follow Him all the way.
04 March 2009