Chorus
For there a fountain flows
Poured on my thirsty soul
Just like the autumn rain
Falls on a desert place
Verse 1
How beautiful how rich and fair
The portals of Your temple are
To spend one day within Your courts
Surpasses even thousands
Verse 2
There sparrow and the swallow nest
Around Your altar finding rest
And me in robes I do not own
Find grace and affirmation
Verse 3
You traced Your finger
In this clay
And my accusers melt away
The words You speak when we're alone
My heart and will compare
Verse 4
These loaves and fishes
That we bring
Our simple childlike offering
From which a banquet You prepare
Within Your courts rejoicing
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