We Need the Fire from on High

Praise ascends from hearts afire
From lips dripping oil and hands lifted high
Worship becomes the saints of the Lord
The ones set apart by the Spirit of God

As fragrance rises from an altar of gold
Hands held high as a sacrifice of Praise
Only by faith in a God no eye has seen
Can we praise Him, for faith is a gift

Could we deny Him who our lives sustains and upholds?
Who gives us breath and peace from heaven above,
Who causes His love to fill our hearts and souls,
Who causes joy and rejoicing to spring from our lips!

Let us seek that which is from heaven above
From there comes every good and holy thing
For there dwells the King of righteousness and peace
And against Him and His Army no rival will ever succeed