Within these walls I walk.
Within these sacred halls I speak.
On this hallowed ground I have crumbled,
Became a river at Your feet.
Stretch Your hand forth
And save me now.
Part the waters and destroy the burden
Which I bear
For You.
Within these walls I walk.
Within these sacred halls I speak.
On this hallowed ground I have crumbled,
Became a river at Your feet.
Hand prints on the wall.
Spirits, long gone,
Have touched them all.
The outlines of the rock
Have proved these revered truths
To be holier words
Than mine.