I sing beneath the shadow of your wings
Better is one day in your courts, better is one day in your house, better is one day in your courts than thousands elsewhere.
How lovely is your dwelling place oh Lord almighty. My soul forth longs and even faints for you, for in my heart is satisfied within your presence.
I sing beneath the shadow of your wings.
My heart and flesh cry out to you the living God - your heart is water to my soul. I’ve tasted and I’ve seen
I will draw near to you.