Words by Neal Morse

Many of you have asked me about the songs I have played the last two Sundays. The title of the song I played two weeks ago was called "Cradle to the Grave". These are the words to the song I played this past week.
You can find his music at Neal's web site.

http://www.nealmorse.com

Inside His Presence by Neal Morse

And in this place of gold
The ancients walk this road
There is no death
There is no time

There is a love unknown
There is a scent of home
A rainbow reef
A blazing throne

From a grave of stone
to a world unknown
From the smoke and ash
comes through life at last
Among earth and sod
the very life of God is here

From a list of laws
Seeing all our flaws
To the blind the lame we are all the same.
Our high priest has come
to make us all as one in Him

The temple of his throne
is now not made with stone
Your very heart
is now his own

He will come and live
if you only give
Him a place inside
that the world can’t find
and the holy place is now face to face in Christ

When he died and was born
the temple walls were torn
And the God’s spirit poured out
to all the ones without

Now the temple of the living God is you
the temple of the living God is you