Holy Place

Holy Place

 

 

Heaven is your throne

And the earth is your footstool

You abide within your own

The basilica in whom you rule

 

There is no holy house in which you dwell

There is no separation and no veil

There are no other wings under which to hide.

Other than this tabernacle of your bride.

 

In You alone we hide

In you alone we abide

Hid with Christ in God we rest

We enter in and we are blessed.

 

Transform our striving into rest

Let us enter in to that place where we are blessed

Not some earthbound sanctuary

Not some sacred place to tarry

But we find the holy hidden in our hearts

You are the sacred ground of which we are a part

 

In you alone we trust

In you alone we are declared just

We come our sins to confess

And we are made into your righteousness.

 

Anthony Foster

August 4, 2009