Ruachayah - Desiring My Refiner's Hands lyrics

Verse (1) - (Meditating The Bonds) Cast down. Luminous candles. Smoking guns. Engulf me oh flux. Take over. Let the waves increase above; Till I'm drowning In channels unfounded. Bound in Temples of Deep Unleashing desires that weaken this iron attached to my feet This ain't a place I want to be... If I'm Not right Lust infested from the evil that was set, fettered Left your rod of correction unrested, restraints just melted; But why? To praise with this sudden restoration of life! Chorus (I) - (Cleanse Me All Inside) Temple Abide. Cleanse Me All Inside We All Covered in Dirt Souljah, the Branch of YAH Hanging Let's give Praises to YAH now for what he has planted Now Say… ______________________________________________ You Love My Praise… You Love My Praise… You Love My Praise Desire… I am Kindled of YAH. Refiner… Blown Away Good Hand of My Elohim Moves One Me… Perfectly Verse (II) - (Praise For Healing) You want to see it all? Movements proving worthiness of restart Among your amber eyes. Giving me merciful seconds Blow darkness from a smitten light; crescent body I'm formed Psalmist of light but slightly torn down from war And your rays shines strong hopes... For a heart breached like straits. Give me strength! Until my ramparts are realizations On my knees begging intervene. As I rebirth... The little strength I have to keep praising is taking me up Chorus (II) - (Dip Your Hands) Temple Abide. Dip Your Hands Through The Sky We All Covered In Dirt Souljah, the Branch of YAH Hanging Let's give Praises to YAH now for what he has planted Now Say… ______________________________________________ You Love My Praise… You Love My Praise… You Love My Praise Desire… I am Kindled of YAH. Refiner… Blown Away Good Hand of My Elohim Moves One Me… Perfectly Verse of Poetry (I) - (Waterfalls) Put forth my sins far from me. In hyssop, driven out All of you iniquity, because with, I'm placed far away Needs you and I see you with me. Chained prudently in diligence Seeking your princess, a new beginning for our friendship Beautiful face come nigh. Sprinkle water on a smoking ground. Springs shooting forth, saturating my earth, led to your temple first, I will abide, salvation is sure Chorus (III) - (Praise) We all covered in the Dirt Souljah, the Branch of YAH hanging Let's give Praises to YAH now for what he has planted Now Say… ______________________________________________ You Love My Praise… You Love My Praise… You Love My Praise Desire… I am Kindled of YAH. Refiner… Blown Away Good Hand of My Elohim Moves One Me… Perfectly Verse of Poetry (II) - (Deep Sleep) Refiner come nigh, Drum up the feelings that delight my insides, how long shall I sit on this mud-slide, all this dirt, Feel like I must die. Spirit smoking, wicked provoking, shiver in oceans liken my bones to cold beams of steel, eyes heavier than anvils, in this very moment, I'm awoken with my eyes closing