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 Repeat