The ground was dusty And the day was hot;
Sweat trickled down his face.
He set some stones, He dug a trench;
Unyielding, took his place.
If you trust those gods you love so much;
Just ask ’em one small thing.
Light a fire Upon that wood.
C’mon. Let me hear you sing!
Show your power!
Flash your might!
Light the pyre
On this site.
Prove to people
Once for all.
LET YOUR FIRE FALL!
Well prophets danced and people sang
And shouted for their god.
Send your fire, throw it down!
Unchanged the altar stood.
They cut themselves, a frenzy made
From morning through the day;
The man of God, he taunted them,
You sure he hears you pray?
Show your power!
Flash your might!
Light the pyre
On this site.
Prove to people
Once for all.
LET YOUR FIRE FALL!
His face was set, he built God’s broken
Altar up again.
He called for some to soak the wood
Three times ’til down it ran.
Lord God, he said, Let it be known
You are the God of all
And BOOM! A flash from heaven came;
God let His fire fall!
Show your power!
Flash your might!
Light the pyre
On this site.
Prove to people
Once for all.
LET YOUR FIRE FALL!
I Kings 18:20-39; Lyrics by Connie Miller Pease all rights reserved; Photo by Adonyi Gábor from Pexels