Paroles de How Beautiful

How beautiful, how rich and fair The portals of Your temple are To spend one day within Your courts Surpasses even thousands. There sparrow and the swallow nest Around Your altar finding rest And me, in robes, I do not own, Find grace and affirmation. For there a fountain flows, Poured on my thirsty soul Just like the autumn rain Falls on a desert place. You traced Your finger in this clay And my accusers melt away The words You speak when we're alone My heart and will compelling. These loves and fishes that we bring Our simple childlike offering From which a banquet You prepare Within Your courts rejoicing.