How lovely is Your dwelling place, O Lord, Almighty For my soul longs, and even faints, for you. For here my soul is satisfied Within Your prescence. I sing beneath the shelter of your wings.
Better is one day in your courts Better is one day in Your house Better is one day in Your courts Than thousands elsewhere
One thing I ask, and I would seek: To see Your beauty To find You in the place Your glory dwells.
My heart and flesh cry out For You the living God Your spirit’s water to my soul. I’ve tasted and I’ve seen Come once again to me I will draw near to you