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In the Holiest of Holy's,
Nothing impure can enter in,
Nothing short of God's perfection,
Nothing that even hints of sin.
In the Throne Room of Jehovah,
Only purity has a place,
Only those who are perfect,
Only the holy look to God's face.
In the presence of Almighty,
To bow low and worship the King,
To give my honor and praise,
To surrender, worship and sing!
In the House of Abba Father,
My price of entry has been paid,
My sins through blood forgiven,
My Savior, Jesus, His life was laid.
In the peaceful rest of my God,
He welcomes me with Grace and love,
He offers me His mercy,
He heals my heart,
His peace reigns from above.
