I love the way my heart is moved
Each time I feel Your presence near
I love the way my soul it yearns
Each time You breathe, I am consumed
One thing have I desired
That will I seek
To behold the King in His glory
To sit at His feet
’Cause I would rather be a doorkeeper
In Your house than outside of it
And I would rather go down lower
Than to gain the world, but to lose my soul
One thing have I desired
That will I seek
To behold the King in His glory
To sit at His feet
Each time I feel Your presence near
I love the way my soul it yearns
Each time You breathe, I am consumed
One thing have I desired
That will I seek
To behold the King in His glory
To sit at His feet
’Cause I would rather be a doorkeeper
In Your house than outside of it
And I would rather go down lower
Than to gain the world, but to lose my soul
One thing have I desired
That will I seek
To behold the King in His glory
To sit at His feet