All my sin dwells its kin in doubt
It skews my hope, it brings my focus down
Tell me the stories of all You've done
As I'm melting into Your palm
Hold me in glory
Oh my soul, take me through Your window
Take me to Your love throne, take me to Your feast
Oh my soul, take me through your window
Take me to Your eyes, I never want to dream again if it's not of You
I'm setting out again; I'm laying down again
That I might see You well
Come break my walls and wake me up
Before it gets to late
Tell me the stories of all You've done
As I'm melting into Your palm
Hold me in glory
Daddy's come to bring me home
Chorus
I'm setting out again; I'm laying down again
That I might see You well