Take Me In

Take me past the outercourts 
Into the holy place 
Past the praise and alter
Lord I long to see your face
Take me past the crowds of people 
And the priest who sing their praise 
I hunger and thirst for your rightesnous
But has only found one place 

So take me in to the holys of holys 
Take me in by the blood of the lamb 
So take me in to the holys of holys 
Take the cloth Cleanse my lips hear I am 
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