A s fell from heaven on Israel’s sacred site
F ree, Self-ignited, all-consuming Fire,
I n tabernacle, temple, Carmel’s height,
R ained Pentecostal tongues of God-desire,
E rupting fervent mysteries of praise –
I ncense to God, but sinners’ conscience jarred.
N ow, since my heart the Spirit set ablaze,
M ay I the ‘pure celestial fire’ safeguard:
Y esterday’s ash with diligence remove;
B ringing fresh wood of truth God’s fire to fuel;
O xygen-fed by inhaled Breath of love;
N o smoke from part-burnt coal. Good Lord, my soul
E nthuse, ‘en-God’, en theos, inflame me;
S moulder in my bones persistently.
Heb 12:29; Leviticus 9:24; 2 Chron 7:1; 1 Kings 18:20-38; Acts 21-41; Leviticus 6:9-11; 12f; 2 Timothy 1:6f; Jeremiah 20:19.