Keepers OfThe Flame
I have issued forth a summons,
A call across the lands,
For all who would abide with Me
Must begin to wash their hands.

 
Bring forth the idols you admire
And heap them on a pile.
Search your heart from end to end
For this make take a while.

 
Bring forth the pleasures of your life,
The sins and folly too.
Toss them on that worthless heap
Of things you say and do.

 
The works you do in vanity
Must on that rubble be;
Conceived in pride of ownership,
They're performed in mockery.

 
All these things have stolen time
From what I hold most dear,
The fellowship I long to have
When you are very near.

 
I will send a holy flame
To consume them with its fire.
Kindled with its glowing touch
And warming love's desire.

 
My Spirit is the Holy Fire
Kindled deep within your soul,
Burning up the sinful dross
That My grace may make you whole.

 
No demon horde will ever quench
The flame that I have stirred
If you will guard it in your heart
And hunger for My Word.

 
Be vigilant in watching
That no other love may steal;
Guard My favor jealously
To never lose your zeal.

 
Patrol your borders faithfully
And call upon My Name.
For I have placed you where you are
As Keepers of the Flame.

 
And when an idol strays inside
You must truly strive
To throw it on the burning coals
And keep the flame alive.

 
Copyright (c) 1993 Ronald Gaillot