While I called this song the above name 20 years ago, I would not do so now. The power of Jesus as the Pentecostal circles like to call it is nothing less than Christ in us, the hope of glory. His Spirit we receive not while seeking power but while seeking to do His will in reality and not as we perceive it.
If you try to live the Jesus life
You’d rather eat peas with a butter knife;
That’s how it is if you don’t have the power.
The disciples walked with Him three years
And at last their efforts came to tears
When Jesus died and they were without power.
CHORUS:
But at Pentecost in the upper room
They were filled with the Holy Ghost
And they had power…
Jesus’ power…
Yes, at Pentecost in the upper room
They were filled with the Holy Ghost
And they had power,
Jesus’ power.
Today there is a form of godliness
And souls are falling in the deep abyss
And all because some just don’t have the power;
But if you will come and ask of Him,
He’ll fill you right up to the brim
And you’ll be overflowing with Holy Ghost power.
CHORUS REPEAT
Prince Albert, SK; August 1976
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