Chamas

Since I saw him,
I feel burning in flames,
You call me, I am your fisherman
I saw your healings, gentleness in your voice
And a sun of tenderness, breaking through Tabor
I left my father, my sea, my dock
And sought my place, next to you
Too much love made me capable
Of healing in your name, Rabbi
Son of Thunder, lay your head on me,
Mother Mary, here is your son, by the side of the Cross
I am just John, the Thunder pacified
I will testify for you, wherever it may be
You will not burn in the oil that boils for me,
for you will live, to tell the present and future
to men

Flames and flames, Flames do you call me?

But not all the earth will be able to contain, all the
books that could be written about the things that
HE did?

Flames and flames,
Flames do you call me?