Your head is a temple, I walk with the lamb At your fountain I wash the blood from my hands I pray deep inside you, where no one can see Except for the spirit that binds you and me If theres a reason that Im quiet when Im with you Its because I feel at ease I wouldnt want to spoil this moment by just talking When my soul has been released You bring me grace You bring me grace Your heart is an altar , I kneel in disgrace Awaiting redemption, my sin on my face When I am weak, I feast on your love For theres no one below you and no one above If theres a moment that I have to be without you I know you will wait for me To take a second and remember that I love you And that we will always be You bring me grace You bring me grace If I am weak, I will be blessed If I am tempted, I will confess Your love is a sacrifice, for I am the blade By your little death are both of us saved You bring me grace You bring me grace Into the heart of me, to every part of me You make an art of me You bring me grace You bring me grace Into the heart of me, to every part of me You make an art of me
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