Here before your altar, I am letting go of all I've held...
of every motive, every burden, everything that's of myself.
And I just wanted to wait on You, my God.
I just want to dwell on who You are.
Beautiful, beautiful, oh, I am lost for more to say.
Beautiful, beautiful oh Lord,
You are beautiful to me.
Here in your presence, I am not afraid of brokenness.
To wash Your feet with humble tears, I would be poured out till nothing's left.
Holy, Holy, Holy, You are You are.
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