The Fire Is Burning

I've been on Mount Pisgah's lofty height,

And I've satisfied my longing heart's desire;

For I caught a glimpse of glory bright,

And my soul is burning with the fire.

O the fire is burning,

yes, 'tis brightly burning,

O'tis burning, burning in my soul;

O the fire is burning,

yes, 'tis brightly burning,

O'tis burning, burning in my soul.

I will walk with Jesus, bless His name,

And to be like Him I ev'ry day aspire;

For His love is like a heav'nly flame,

And my soul is burning with the fire.

I my all upon the altar lay,

As I to my closet lovingly retire;

And the flame consumes while

there I pray,

And my soul is burning with the fire.

By faith's eye I scan the ocean's foam,

And beyond I see the haven I desire;

There I view the beacon lights of home,

And my soul is burning with the fire.

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