TAKE ME PAST THE OUTER COURTS,
And through the holy place,
Past the brazen altar,
Lord, I want to see Your face.
Pass me by the crowds of people,
And the priests who sing their praise;
I hunger and thirst for Your righteousness,
But it's only found one place,
So take me into the Holy of holies,
Take me in by the blood of the Lamb;
So take me into the Holy of holies,
Take the coal, cleanse my lips, here I am.