Album: Betrothal
The prayers of the saints they rise to You,
Your ears are attentive, You hear the
Prayer of the upright
The tears of the saints they flow to You,
Your heart it is stirred Lord, You feel
the groans of the upright
Bridge
I wanna be a friend in the garden with You
To stay by Your side all through the night while You cry
Chorus
Let me abide, Let me remain here for a while
In the Holy Place, In the Holy Place
Where I, I'm falling face down.
Where I, I'm poured out
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