Letra de The Temple Of The Living God - Neal Morse
Letra de canci�n de The Temple Of The Living God de Neal Morse lyrics
And then after all, with our backs against the wall
We seek the temple of the living God.
And outside the gate the cripples sit and wait
To see the temple of the living God
To see the temple of the living God
Suffer, trespass, stranger redeemed
Leviticus 21:18
The blind, the lame, the flat nosed,
superfluous
Broken footed on burning sand
The Priest, the seed, the blood stained hand
The leper testifies and turns to dust
And then after all, with our backs against the wall
We seek the temple of the living God
And outside the gate the cripples sit and wait
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To see the temple of the living God
To see the temple of the living God
Oblation, vows, the promise of faith
Atonement, the wine, oil and cakes
The sheep, the goats, acceptable in his eyes
The maimed, the blemished, the scurvy scabbed
The creeping things, the firstborn lamb
Avail his presence in the house of sacrifice
And then after all, with our backs against the wall
We seek the temple of the living God
And outside the gate the cripples sit and wait
To see the temple of the living God
To see the temple of the living God
We seek the temple of the living God.
And outside the gate the cripples sit and wait
To see the temple of the living God
To see the temple of the living God
Suffer, trespass, stranger redeemed
Leviticus 21:18
The blind, the lame, the flat nosed,
superfluous
Broken footed on burning sand
The Priest, the seed, the blood stained hand
The leper testifies and turns to dust
And then after all, with our backs against the wall
We seek the temple of the living God
And outside the gate the cripples sit and wait
https://www.coveralia.com/letras/the-temple-of-the-living-god-neal-morse.php
To see the temple of the living God
To see the temple of the living God
Oblation, vows, the promise of faith
Atonement, the wine, oil and cakes
The sheep, the goats, acceptable in his eyes
The maimed, the blemished, the scurvy scabbed
The creeping things, the firstborn lamb
Avail his presence in the house of sacrifice
And then after all, with our backs against the wall
We seek the temple of the living God
And outside the gate the cripples sit and wait
To see the temple of the living God
To see the temple of the living God