Lyrics

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 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 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 You know my heart, my deeds I'm calling out, light the fire again I need my Father's 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 Clothe me in white So I won't be ashamed Clothe me in white So I won't be ashamed Clothe me in white So I won't be ashamed Lord light the fire again
Writer(s): Brian Robert Doerksen Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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