The Sanctuary

Beneath a sanctuary of the tree I lift my prayer on bended knee You know each Heart, And worship true So here, my God, I worship You I am here, part of Your church Beneath the shade of aging birch God, You see each single mind Father, You're so loving, kind Oh God, how is it You can see The great expanse And even me Oh, How You know pretentiousness, The base, unkind, the fuss or mess But I feel Your love, Your Breath In the height, and in the depth In the meadowlarks sweet song The morning stars eternal long In Tabernacles, Love's Accord In joy, in song, and in Your Word I'll sing of Your goodness, Praise You, with elation My voice joins in praise Lord with Tongues of each nation A tiny spark from within me From neathe my sanctuary tree You hear our songs! You see each heart! I lift my voice, I'll sing my part. The meadowlark will sing Your praise The sunshine beams in joyous rays And here am I Beneath the tree I lift my praise on bended knee