In a world of fading embers, Where the truth is hard to find, We’ve traded grace for comfort, Left conviction far behind. But there’s a voice that still is calling, Through the silence and the spin— A cry for holy presence, For the fire to burn again.
No more faith without the Spirit, No more love without the cross, We were made for resurrection, Not a gospel that is lost. Let the wind of heaven thunder, Let the flame consume our sin— We won’t settle for the surface, We want Holy Fire within.
We’ve seen mercy without breaking, Heard of peace without the fight, But the Spirit moves in power, Not in shadows, not in spite. So we rise with hearts wide open, To the fullness of His breath, Not afraid to face the furnace, Where the old self meets its death.
Come, Spirit, flood this temple, Shake the walls we’ve built in vain, Let Your glory fill the silence, Let Your truth unchain the pain. We won’t chase a hollow heaven, We won’t preach a quiet hell— We will stand in holy wonder, Where Your righteousness will dwell.
No more faith without the Spirit, No more love without the cross, We were made for resurrection, Not a gospel that is lost. Let the wind of heaven thunder, Let the flame consume our sin— We won’t settle for the surface, We want Holy Fire within.
So ignite us with Your presence, Let revival now begin, We are vessels for Your glory— We want Holy Fire within.⸻
No more faith without the Spirit, No more love without the cross, We were made for resurrection, Not a gospel that is lost. Let the wind of heaven thunder, Let the flame consume our sin— We won’t settle for the surface, We want Holy Fire within.