No verse could ever capture
The beauty of our King
No song could paint the picture
Of all His majesty
No poem ever written
No story every told
No message every spoken
Could contain the glory we behold
For all of our lives, to every generation
Your presence will be our home
And now we come into your courts with dancing
Our only desire is to be with You
We didn't come for a song
We came for You
We came for You
We didn't come for a word
We came for Your presence
We came for You
Where You go we will follow
When You move we will move
Where You rest we will linger
Our hearts are altars built for You
This outpouring we will carry
A fire shut up in our bones
Prophetic sons & daughters rising
Calling wandering hearts to home