Hillsong UNITED - Consuming fire fan into flame Lyrics
Lyrics
There must be more than this, O breath of God come breathe within, There must be more than this, Spirit of God we wait for You.
Fill us anew we pray, Fill us anew we pray.
(Chorus) Consuming fire fan into flame, A passion for Your Name, Spirit of God fall in this place, Lord have Your way, Lord have Your way with us,
Come like a rushing wind, Clothe us with power from on high, Now set the captives free, Leave us abandoned to Your praise.
Lord let Your glory fall, Lord let Your glory fall.
Stir it up in our hearts Lord, A passion for Your Name.
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Hillsong - Consuming Fire [with lyrics]
Meaning & Inspiration
I keep hearing that line about the consuming fire and it hits me differently every time. It’s heavy, honestly. You look at Hebrews, where it talks about how our God is a consuming fire, and it’s usually framed as this terrifying, holy boundary—the kind of thing that makes you want to keep your distance. But the song flips that into an invitation. It’s asking for that same fire to settle into our bones, to burn up whatever isn't Him. Is that even safe to ask for? I wonder if we actually understand what we're inviting when we say we want to be consumed.
Then there’s that bit about the rushing wind, which pulls me straight back to Pentecost in Acts. It’s not a gentle breeze; it’s a force that rearranges everything. It makes me question if I’m just looking for a feeling or if I’m really looking for the kind of power that ruins my own plans for the sake of His. The lyrics want that passion to be stirred up, and sure, that sounds great in the moment, but it’s a bit jarring. If He really moves like a fire or a rushing wind, that isn't something you control or manage. It’s something that changes the environment completely.
I suppose it’s grounded enough in the idea that we’re supposed to be vessels for something bigger, but I catch myself wondering if I’m just singing these words because the melody feels good. Am I actually asking for the captivity to be broken, or am I just comfortable being a prisoner to my own version of faith? It’s one thing to ask for glory to fall, but it’s another thing to be the one standing there when the room starts feeling like it’s burning up. I’m not sure if I’m ready for Him to have His way as much as I claim I am.