What is this place
where fire burns
scorching my soul?
What is this place
where I'm compelled
to bare my all?
What is this place
where light reveals my
my brokenness?
I thought it was
the place of sorrow.
I thought it was
the place of suffering.
I thought it was
the place of defeat.
Ohhh, Lord God.
Now my heart sees....
This is the place
where I've confronted You
face to face.
This is the place of worship.
This place is holy ground.
August 28, 2002
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