Beholding Your beauty
Is all that I long for
To worship you Jesus
Is my souls desire
For this very heart
You have shaped for Your pleasure
Purposed to lift Your name high
Here in surrender
In pure adoration
I enter Your courts
With an offering of praise
I am Your servant
Come to bring Your glory
As its fit the work of Your hands
(Brooke Fraser - Hillsong)
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