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In the house of worship
We petition our solemn prayers
Asking forgiveness
Bringing forth our secrets and sins
In the tabernacle, temple, sanctuary
Where I can hear myself think
Can you hear my prayers?
Deliverance, redemption, and salvation
Do you hear the voices of minds run ragged from the pressures of life?
In the tabernacle, temple, sanctuary
We offer, beg and barter for answers to our requests
For a runaway son
An adulterous wife
Cures for cancer
Cries for peace
In the tabernacle, temple, sanctuary
Laying at the altar
Is the weight of a man dropping his guard
Surfacing are thoughts unable to stay forgotten and buried
Heads will bow, hearts are turned, submission through grace
In the tabernacle, temple, sanctuary
Musing by Huntleigh Price
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