Inside His Presence - Neal Morse

And in this place of gold

The ancients walked this road

There is no death

There is no time

There is a love unknown

There is a scent of home

A rainbow wreath

A blazing throne

From a grave of stone

To a world unknown

From the smoke and ash

Comes true 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 home

He will come and live if you’ll only give

Him a place inside that the world can’t buy

And the Holy Place is now face to face in Christ

When he died and was born

The temple walls were torn

And 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