There is a fragrance in this place A sweet Sweet aroma beginning to rise It's a Fragrance of worship, a fragrance of love A fragrance fit for the chamber of our King. This is our song This is our prayer That is would rise to you Like incense an Perfume Let it rise, let it rise We have Prepared this place just for you Anoited With love and sweet sacrifice Here you Can dwell in the midst of us So come be Entrhoned on the praises of our hearts And let the fragrance of our worship Draw you in.