Burn Fire of God
L. F. Woodford
burn, fire of God! my ransomed soul possessing
Pure fire thou art, and I would dwell in thee
Light of my life,true source of every blessing
Grant all my days one holy flame to be.
Burn fire of God! thy grave and glory knowing
my cleansed heart shall be all fire within
Lobe all constraining, tenderness overflowing
One kindling passion other lives to win.
Burn, fire of God! thy cloven tongue bestowing
Baptizing with heavenly energy
Touched with lobe coals from off thine altar glowing
My purged lips shall speak alone of thee
Burn, fire of God with seven-fold refining
Till mirrored from deeps thine eyes shall see
In purest gold thy perfect image shining
Thy Christ revealed on clear irradiancy
Burn, fire of God! by thine own lobe transcending
Let all I hold be thine, thine alone
Heart, mind and will, a sacrifice ascending
Consumed by fir from out thy fiery throne.