| Song | Holy Spirit Fire |
| Artist | Ajalon |
| Album | On the Threshold of Eternity |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| In each and every life, there is a prison cell | |
| A penitentiary of sorrow and shame | |
| We languish away in this jailhouse mentality | |
| Doing our time in these cages of self-blame | |
| How we long to drag deep into starving lungs | |
| The sweet fragrance of priceless liberty | |
| We search with blinded eyes | |
| Grope with numbed fingers | |
| Cry with muted voices for someone to set us free. | |
| And all this time right here beside us, stands the | |
| Savior to lead us through the gates. | |
| He holds the key. | |
| He calls to our spirits. | |
| We rage and struggle and still | |
| He waits. | |
| Chorus There’s a | |
| Holy Spirit fire, pouring out in the latter rain. | |
| Open your eyes and look at all you will gain. | |
| There’s a | |
| Holy Spirit fire pouring out in the latter rain. | |
| Breathe in your freedom. | |
| Dance away from your chains. | |
| Breathe in your freedom. | |
| Dance away from your chains. | |
| Breathe in your freedom. | |
| Dance away from your chains. | |
| In each and every heart there is a shining light | |
| A hope for blinded eyes that hunger to see | |
| A cry for compassion, a call to repentance | |
| A prayer for salvation that reaches past humanity | |
| There is a boldness where once there was timidity | |
| A spirit of a sound mind where once there was fear | |
| A fortress of strength in a battlefield of compromise | |
| Standing our ground for | |
| His return draws ever near | |
| In this connectedness of love and compassion, this wonderous common bond, we servants by our actions agree, that we will never change, by our own devices. | |
| But if we lift our heads the answer is easy to see. | |
| Chorus And all this time right here beside us, stands the | |
| Savior to lead us through the gates. | |
| He holds the key. | |
| He calls to our spirits. | |
| We rage and struggle and still | |
| He waits. | |
| Chorus 2X |
| In each and every life, there is a prison cell | |
| A penitentiary of sorrow and shame | |
| We languish away in this jailhouse mentality | |
| Doing our time in these cages of selfblame | |
| How we long to drag deep into starving lungs | |
| The sweet fragrance of priceless liberty | |
| We search with blinded eyes | |
| Grope with numbed fingers | |
| Cry with muted voices for someone to set us free. | |
| And all this time right here beside us, stands the | |
| Savior to lead us through the gates. | |
| He holds the key. | |
| He calls to our spirits. | |
| We rage and struggle and still | |
| He waits. | |
| Chorus There' s a | |
| Holy Spirit fire, pouring out in the latter rain. | |
| Open your eyes and look at all you will gain. | |
| There' s a | |
| Holy Spirit fire pouring out in the latter rain. | |
| Breathe in your freedom. | |
| Dance away from your chains. | |
| Breathe in your freedom. | |
| Dance away from your chains. | |
| Breathe in your freedom. | |
| Dance away from your chains. | |
| In each and every heart there is a shining light | |
| A hope for blinded eyes that hunger to see | |
| A cry for compassion, a call to repentance | |
| A prayer for salvation that reaches past humanity | |
| There is a boldness where once there was timidity | |
| A spirit of a sound mind where once there was fear | |
| A fortress of strength in a battlefield of compromise | |
| Standing our ground for | |
| His return draws ever near | |
| In this connectedness of love and compassion, this wonderous common bond, we servants by our actions agree, that we will never change, by our own devices. | |
| But if we lift our heads the answer is easy to see. | |
| Chorus And all this time right here beside us, stands the | |
| Savior to lead us through the gates. | |
| He holds the key. | |
| He calls to our spirits. | |
| We rage and struggle and still | |
| He waits. | |
| Chorus 2X |
| In each and every life, there is a prison cell | |
| A penitentiary of sorrow and shame | |
| We languish away in this jailhouse mentality | |
| Doing our time in these cages of selfblame | |
| How we long to drag deep into starving lungs | |
| The sweet fragrance of priceless liberty | |
| We search with blinded eyes | |
| Grope with numbed fingers | |
| Cry with muted voices for someone to set us free. | |
| And all this time right here beside us, stands the | |
| Savior to lead us through the gates. | |
| He holds the key. | |
| He calls to our spirits. | |
| We rage and struggle and still | |
| He waits. | |
| Chorus There' s a | |
| Holy Spirit fire, pouring out in the latter rain. | |
| Open your eyes and look at all you will gain. | |
| There' s a | |
| Holy Spirit fire pouring out in the latter rain. | |
| Breathe in your freedom. | |
| Dance away from your chains. | |
| Breathe in your freedom. | |
| Dance away from your chains. | |
| Breathe in your freedom. | |
| Dance away from your chains. | |
| In each and every heart there is a shining light | |
| A hope for blinded eyes that hunger to see | |
| A cry for compassion, a call to repentance | |
| A prayer for salvation that reaches past humanity | |
| There is a boldness where once there was timidity | |
| A spirit of a sound mind where once there was fear | |
| A fortress of strength in a battlefield of compromise | |
| Standing our ground for | |
| His return draws ever near | |
| In this connectedness of love and compassion, this wonderous common bond, we servants by our actions agree, that we will never change, by our own devices. | |
| But if we lift our heads the answer is easy to see. | |
| Chorus And all this time right here beside us, stands the | |
| Savior to lead us through the gates. | |
| He holds the key. | |
| He calls to our spirits. | |
| We rage and struggle and still | |
| He waits. | |
| Chorus 2X |