Take me past
the outer courts
And thru the holy place,
Past the brazen altar;
Lord, I wanna see Your face.
Pass me by the crowds
of people,
And the priests
who sing Your praise;
I hunger and thirst
for Your righteousness
But it's only found one place.
Take me in
to the Holy of Holies,
Take me in
by the blood of the Lamb;
Take me in
to the Holy of Holies,
Take the coal, cleanse my lips,
Here I am.