Tua Morada

I won’t give my eyes a break
I won’t give my eyelids a rest
Until I see the place for You, Jesus

I’ll enter Your Sanctuary
And I’ll rise on Your Holy Mountain
Until I see the place prepared for You

Come make Your Dwelling
Come make Your Dwelling
In the midst of us

One thing I ask of the Lord
And I will seek it
And I will seek it

That I may dwell in Your house
All the days of my life, Lord
Every minute of my life

I found
Your altars, Lord and my God

I won’t give my eyes a break