Illumination

In a House up on a mountain's face,
a fire in the hearth
burns low and quiet
against the stillness of a cold November Evening.
A personality resigns before the Almighty
knowing that all that is good is bound in asking
for Wonder.

Whilst coals glisten in silent worship upon the Altar of God,
The Seraphim above cry Holy is our God!
This work of grace burns ever still
before the throne, before the Father.
This work of grace burns ever still
Illuminating the Zion of our God!