Blessed is the man You draw to The Fire
Inviting him, causing to turn
We come to You with burdens
Too heavy for our feeble hands to bear
And You are all too glad to lift them off our shoulders
Blessed is the man who is drawn to The Fire
An invitation to consume with Your Essence
Your Desire, Your Passion, Your purpose
Your zeal
We shall be satisfied by the abundance of Your Presence
Most blessed indeed
Is the man You cause to approach The Fire
The Fire moulds the most precious stones
The Fire moulds the most precious vessels
Of gold and silver; fit for The Master's use
The Fire fortifies the mightiest pillars
It is out of The Fire that You speak
You answer by Fire
Fulfilling covenants of old
Forging men of great skill
And the mightiest weapons of war
Most Blessed indeed
Is the man You call to The Fire
You are that Fire
You answer by Fire
Burning zeal, leaving fiery trails of Love in its wake
Your Love is the greatest mystery ever known.