I love to sit here at your feet.
And let Your words be the food I eat, the food I eat.
I love to live in your house, O Lord.
To dine at the table with my King.
And give to you the praise I bring, the praise I bring.
For here in your house, I find your embrace.
You set on my head a garland of grace.
When I lift my hands, You fill me with more.
Oh I long to live (I long to live) in the house of the Lord.
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