In the sanctuary
There is a place for me
In the house of God,
In His kingdom
And anytime
I can enter the sanctuary
And find rest for my soul…
I slowly open the door and sneak inside
Hoping no one is looking
Hoping no one notices my absence
I find a space to rest,
And suddenly realise I am carrying a heavy thing
I didn’t even realise I brought it in
Until now when I feel it’s weight
I flop to the floor, my eyes filled with tears
And put down the burden I am carrying
I feel your comfort cover me like a soft blanket
I feel no embarrassment or condemnation
I know this is the place I can bring anything
There is nothing new under the sun
All my problems have been seen before
In a different form…
I came here alone, and,
I thought I was the only one in the sanctuary
Then I opened my eyes and saw
I am surrounded by a multitude
Perhaps I came here to hide,
But nothing is hidden from you
You are my hiding place
Yet I am not hidden
I am fully seen
There is a place for me
In the house of God,
In His kingdom
And anytime
I can enter the sanctuary
And find rest for my soul