Sitting in Hughes Auditorium

Heads bowed

Striving ceased

Laying before the throne

O Father,

We behold You

This moment made sacred

By Thy Spirit

That dwells in us

Oh, how sweet this revival

But God,

This building is not

Your temple

Lord,

Your temple

Is now me

How humbled I am

That you delight

Delight to dwell

To dwell in me