Take me past the outercourts Into the holy place Past the brazen altar Lord I long to see your face Take me past the crowds of people And the priests who sing their praise I hunger and thirst for your rightesnous But it's only found in one place So take me in to the holy of holies Take me in by the blood of the lamb So take me in to the holy of holies Take the cloth Cleanse my lips Here I am [Repeat]