I sing for warm fuzzies and not for hot fire.
I sing for false pleasure and not true desire.
I sing for the music and not for the words.
Does it matter at all? Is my song even heard?
Savior, I need You to fill me with You.
Keep my eyes focused, and keep my heart new.
Let passion for righteousness guide all I do.
But most of all, Jesus, let the words be true.
I sing of myself as a temple for God.
I sing of a Shepherd, a staff and a rod.
I sing of a Savior, a Maker, a King.
But when the song's ended, what does it mean?
I sing of a potter's wheel, my heart the clay.
I sing of a passion that's guiding my days.
I sing of a fire refining my gold.
So where has the love gone? Why am I so cold?
Savior, I need You to fill me with You.
Keep my eyes focused, and keep my heart new.
Let passion for righteousness guide all I do.
But most of all, Jesus, let the words be true.
Words aren't enough for a life lived in Christ.
It's not enough to be gentle and caring and nice.
It's all gonna burn when our God keeps His vow.
Lord, make us fire-keepers, hearts burning now.
Savior, I need You to fill me with You.
Keep my eyes focused, and keep my heart new.
Let passion for righteousness guide all I do.
But most of all, Jesus, let the words be true.
When this song has ended, let the words be true.