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Lord Jesus may Your Spirit come
And make this a holy place
For we have longed to gaze
Upon the glory of Your face.
Then every selfish will exposed,
And every vain desire
Are humbled and then purified,
By Your holy, holy fire.
O Lamb of God, the glory of Your name
Perfect in holiness, and purest love
And in that love, we'll walk beyond the veil
Again to understand, what You have done.
