Teach
me Lord, to freely worship
From
a pure and contrite heart
So
the radiance of Your glory
May
fill every yielded part.
Bowing
in Your holy presence
Lord,
I long to see Your face
So
each worldly thought that hinders
May
find cleansing by Your grace.
Holy
is the ground I stand on
Lifting
hands I bring You praise
May
the gift of true devotion
Crown
Your name through endless days.
RERAIN
Jesus,
Lord be lifted higher
Holy,
holy is Your name
Heaven
and earth reveals Your glory
Through eternity proclaim.
B.
Pent
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