O fire of God, come burn in me;
Renew a holy passion,
Till Christ my deepest longing be,
My never-failing fountain,
My never failing fountain.
What peaceful hours I once enjoyed,
How sweet the memory still!
But they have left an aching void
The world can never fill.
The dearest idol I have known,
Whatever that idol be,
Help me to tear it from thy throne,
And worship only thee.
So shall my walk be close with God,
Serene and calm my frame;
So purer light shall mark the road
That leads me to the Lamb.
-William Cowper, Stuart Townend, & Keith Getty