Lord, set me aflame for You.
let not my fire grow dim.
keep my flame from the quenchers.
the cares of the world press me into the ground
the spiritual rain that comes not from You
crackles and pops on the embers of my heart
make my soul so hot that the waters from the world
turn to steams of praise rising to Your Name.
may my life burn as a living sacrifice for You
shining Your light throughout the earth
Thomas,
Your phrase:
"the spiritual rain that comes not from You
crackles and pops on the embers of my heart"
Wow, so true! There are too many out there whose message tickles our ears.