I belive our alters have become dusty.....

I can't help but wonder what would happen
if we were to all kneel before the alter more.
If we were to pour out our souls and become broken before Him.......

Here before your alter
I am letting go of all I've held
Of every motive, of every burden
Everything's that of myself

And I just wanna wait on you, my God
I just wanna dwell on who you are

Here in your presence
I am not afraid of brokenness
To wash your feet with humble tears
I would be poured out until nothing's left

I just wanna wait on you, my God
I just wanna dwell on who you are

Holy, Holy, Holy is who you are