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O God of burning altar fire, O God of love's consuming flame, Make pure the flame of our desire To win the lost to seek Thy Name. |
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There is no coldness, Lord, in Thee, Oh, keep us kindled lest we bring To our dear Lord of Calvary, Dead ashes for our offering. |
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Dead ashes, husk of corn for wheat Lord of our consecration vow, We gather round Thy wounded feet, We see the thorn about Thy brow. |
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Oh, by Thy cross and passion, Lord, Grant us this plea, this sovereign plea, Save us from choosing peace for sword, And give us souls to give to Thee. |