Desperate (Worship Is Our Offering)

David knew the secret
His heart just couldn't keep itself away
In Your presence he had found rest
So He made his home before Your throne

Moses saw the fire
Your voice became his desire
Off into the darkness

Face to face he'd hear Your voice
Face to face he'd found his joy
Face to face we want to hear Your voice
Face to face we have found our joy

We are desperate for Your presence
A taste of Heaven's what we seek
We are pouring adoration
A sweet fragrance to our King
Worship is our offering

Take me past
The outer courts
I long to be
With You my Lord
Take me past
The things I see
'Cause my heart and soul to breathe

Mary was the weakest
She found it hard to resist
Laying at Your feet still
She was judged accused of wrong
But You said her choice was the best one