mystery - phil wickham

Here in the quiet speak to me now

My ears are open to

Your gentle sweet whispering

Break down the door, come inside

Shine down Your bright light

I need a lamp for my feet,

I need a lamp for my feet

I want to hear the thunder of who You are

To be captured inside the wonder of who You are

I want to live I want to breathe

To search out Your heart and all of Your mysteries