Take me to the secret place of Your presence Where we find rest In the stillness Of our Lord Take me to the secret place of the Most High Where we find life Deep in the quiet Of our God Here, as You draw us near We bend our knee To You alone Here, Lord we lift You high We lay our hearts Before Your throne Take me to the secret place of Your presence I place my sorrows In the hollow Of Your hands Take me to the secret place of the Most High Where all my shame Is washed away In the blood of the Lamb. Here, as You draw us near We bend our knee To You alone Here, Lord we lift You high We lay our hearts Before Your throne And in Your presence I remember tears that I'd Forgotten over time, but You did not And in Your presence I remember prayers that I Gave up on over time, but You did not. And in Your presence I remember all the times I thought You left my side, but You did not.