My first love is a blazing fire,
I feel His powerful love in me;
For He has kindled a flame of passion,
And I will let it grow in me.
And in the night I will sing Your praise, my love.
And in the morning I’ll seek Your face, my love.
And like a child I will dance in Your presence,
Oh, let the joy of heaven pour down on me.
I still remember the first day I met You,
And I don’t ever want to lose that fire,
My first love.
My first love is a rushing river,
A waterfall that will never cease;
And in the torrent of tears and laughter,
I feel a healing power released.
And I will draw from Your well of life, my love,
And in Your grace I’ll be satisfied, my love.
Restore the years of the church’s slumber,
Revive the fire that has grown so dim;
Renew the love of those first encounters,
That we may come alive again.
And we will rise like the dawn throughout the earth,
Until the trumpet announces Your return.