Warm My Soul

I would warm my soul by the fire of your glory

I would warm my soul in your light

I would draw eíre close to the fostering fire

And steel myself 'gainst the wintery night.

As I bask in the warmth of your most holy fire

To remain in this place I will yearn

Till my soulís consumed with the warmth of its glow

And with the light of your glory I burn.

By Your Spirit my embers are stirred

By your Spirit my heart has heard

And the stone cold ash is set ablaze

As here in your fire I stand amazed.

By a flame that burns but does not destroy

The branches are consumed by pure joy

I would warm my soul by the fire of compassion

I would warm my soul in your light

I would feel the fire in my bones growing stronger

As I stand in the fire and I fight.

I would see the spark that you place in me

Be stirred to a bonfire so bright

That its heat will burn all the dross of my life

As I warm my soul in your light.

I would warm my soul by the fire of compassion

I would warm my soul in your light

I would feel the fire in my bones growing stronger

As I stand by the fire in the night.

Anthony Foster

December 13, 2009