Don't let my love grow cold I'm calling out, light the fire again Don't let my vision die I'm calling out, light the fire again You know my heart, my deeds I'm calling out, light the fire again I need Your discipline I'm calling out, light the fire again I am here to buy gold, refined in the fire Naked and poor, wretched and blind I come Clothe me in white So I won't be ashamed Lord light the fire againOvečka వేల్పులలో బహుఘనుడా యేసయ్యా Nikdy nekončící milost Quita tú la piedra Самото основание Крал'а Не Гетирейим? Con CáNticos, Señor mn gẖyrk fy dẖy ạlḥyạẗ Kaa Nami ywmhạ kạn ạlqlb dạyq
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