| Gonna close my door, gonna shut all the lights
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| Wanna be alone with You at my side
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| Tell me all those things that I long to hear
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| In that still small voice whisper in my ear
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| To be alone with You, Jesus
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| It’s such an honor for me
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| Pour Your Life into me
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| Fill me with Your glory
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| Let Your love consume me
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| Oh, to be at this place
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| It’s an act of Your grace
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| And there’s nothing that I’d rather do
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| Than to help myself to You
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| There I go again, gotta dry my eyes
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| 'Cause when I look at You, I so often cry
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| I get overwhelmed by the You I see
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| By the love You are, what a gift to me
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| I want to live in Your presence
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| I want to die in Your arms
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| Pour Your Life into me
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| Fill me with Your glory
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| Let Your love consume me
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| Oh, to be at this place
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| It’s an act of Your grace
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| And there’s nothing that I’d rather do
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| Than to help myself to You
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| When I can’t see You
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| Help me to know
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| I can believe You
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| 'Cause You’ve loved me so
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| Pour Your Life into me
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| Fill me with Your glory
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| Let Your love consume me
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| Oh, to be at this place
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| It’s an act of Your grace
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| And there’s nothing that I’d rather do
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| Than to help myself to You |