Don't Let my Heart Go Cold
Verse 1
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
Verse 2
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
Chorus
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
