Don't let my love grow cold,
I'm calling out,
Light the fire again
Don't my vision die,
I'm calling out,
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 in white,
So I wont be ashamed,
Lord light the fire again
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