The Gates

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[Verse]
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Did You say, 'seek, you will surely find'?
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I am searching, Lord turn Your eyes to mine
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But I'm weary, pacing at these gates
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Jesus come, come now, don't delay

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Like a child, ever faithful may I be
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This I ask, God of mercy hear my plea
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I have wandered with a soul impure
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For this scorn, Father, send a cure

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Yeeeeeaaah

[Pre-Chorus]
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I come to You my one and only
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I promise not to turn my eyes again
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And yes I know we're but a breath
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But I wanna taste and see and feel You nonetheless
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Yeah the years they keep on turning
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And I'm battered but I'm burning for You Lord

[Chorus]
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I wanna wake and feel Your glory
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I wanna speak in tongues of angels for You Lord
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I wanna sing a song eternal
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I wanna trample on the curses of the earth    yah
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I wanna call upon Your healing
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I wanna see the sick and weary be made new     oh
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I wanna swim inside the blessings
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I wanna swim inside the blessings of the Lord   yah  yaah

[Interlude]
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Ah Ooooohhh (ooooo)
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Ooooohhh (ooooo)

[Post-Chorus]
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Have my heart, dry and dusty though it be
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And these lungs; tired from calling out to Thee
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Will You come now and make Your home
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May we drink the cup of life and overflow