Deep in my heart was an ember of longin   kept warm by the flame of the desire   A dream held in secret I yearned to hold openly   fanned by my hope into fire    It burned to such heat I could touch it no more    So I put it away and then closed up the door    Forever extinguishing all that would keep it alive    But the dream never dies      The lord has done this for me   He has looked on me kindly   He has heard all my cries   he has given me back what I laid of his feet    It must be god    When the dream never dies      Isn't it just like the lord to invite me    To put all my dreams in his hands    Forever releasing the grip that once held them    Forever surrending my plans    And then when he's certain it's not born of men   He calls for the fire to rikindle again    And he asks me to know in my heart    What's not seen with my eyes    So the dreams never dies