Текст песни A Place Your Glory Dwells - Anabeth Morgan

May we be a place Your glory dwells
We want to see Your Kingdom move through us
We long to know Your power here on earth right now
May we be a place Your glory dwells
Reaching out to heal the sick and feed the hungry
Setting every captive free with Your love and hope

Come Lord and fill us up
Come Lord and move in power
Let us be Your hands and Your feet
We want to be a place Your glory dwells
I long to be a place Your glory dwells
Stirring, stirring, You are stirring
Moving, moving, You are moving
Stirring, stirring, You are stirring all Your gifts in me
Come, Lord, Come