My soul cries out for God, the Living God
To come and rescue me from myself--
Oh, who will hear and who will go to the mount
To worship the Living God and King?
To minister to the Almighty in the inner courts,
Who will annihilate their rights to self and come and go with me into the inner courts?
Better is one day in your courts than thousands in palaces of gold with windows of diamonds.
My soul cries out for God, the Living God,
Oh, who will come and worship with me?
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