BURNING FIRE

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LORD LET ME CLEAVE TO YOUR BOSOM

There is a fire burning within
And the burden of my sins have stretched me thin
Lord let me cleave to Your bosom
My temperature disrupts my hormone
The fire is burning deep within
It stings my flesh like sharp needles and pins
Lord let me cleave to Your bosom
Shine forth in this dark  gloom and doom
The burden of my sins keep me awake
And my flesh no longer wants to stand in the way
I don’t want to feel the heat of the fiery lake
Though I’m not Joan of Ark burnt at the stake for Your sake
The burden of my sins keep me awake
Lord let me cleave to Your bosom
I want to feel your heart without being fake
Open the Gates of Heaven that I make come
And to enter the Father’s house where He’s prepared a room
There is a fire burning within
It is melting my flesh like cigarette trashed in a dust bin
The burden of my sins wear me thin

 

Many uncircumcised latch on to me like soil garments
They fight to make me believe my chances are slim
Men and women that cannot see what I see for their light have gone dim
Lord let me cleave to Your bosom
Open the Gates of Heaven that I may come
Father have pity on me for Jesus’ sake
I am not Joan of Arc executed at the stake for Your sake
There is a fire burning within
The burden of my sins keep me awake
And I no longer desire to save my skin

 

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