Light the Fire Again

Don't let my love grow cold.

I'm calling out "Light the fire again."

Don't let my vision die.

I'm calling out, "Light the fire again."

 

I am here to buy gold refined in the fire.

Naked and poor, wretched and blind I come.

Clothe me in white so I won't be ashamed.

Lord, light the fire again.

 

You know my heart, my deeds.

I'm calling out "Light the fire again."

I need Your discipline.

I'm calling out, "Light the fire again."

 

I am here to buy gold refined in the fire.

Naked and poor, wretched and blind I come.

Clothe me in white so I won't be ashamed.

Lord, light the fire again.