The Altar - Tricia Brock

There’s a place, a place I’ve found

Not made of earth, not made of stone

This place is sacred, this place is secret

Here in the presence of a holy God

Here in the presence of a holy God

Come to this place, come seek His face

Find the hands of forgiveness

Look into the eyes of grace

Run to redemption with tears of joy and pain

Let fire fall and purify our hearts

Come to the altar, come to His arms

There’s a place, a place of healing

There is no shame within your scars

This place is sacred, this place is secret

Here in the presence of a holy God

Here in the presence of a holy God

Come to this place, come seek His face

Find the hands of forgiveness

Look into the eyes of grace

Run to redemption with tears of joy and pain

Let fire fall and purify our hearts

Come to the altar, come to His arms

Be still and know that He is God

Be still and know that He is God

Come to this place, come seek His face

Find the hands of forgiveness

Look into the eyes of grace

Run to redemption with tears of joy and pain

Let fire fall and purify our hearts

Come to the altar, come to His arms