All my sin dwells its kin in doubt It skews my hope, it brings my focus down Tell me the stories of all You've done As I'm melting into Your palm Hold me in glory Oh my soul, take me through Your window Take me to Your love throne, take me to Your feast Oh my soul, take me through your window Take me to Your eyes, I never want to dream again if it's not of You
I'm setting out again; I'm laying down again That I might see You well Come break my walls and wake me up Before it gets to late Tell me the stories of all You've done As I'm melting into Your palm Hold me in glory Daddy's come to bring me home Chorus I'm setting out again; I'm laying down again That I might see You well