Altar - RFS

Just as I am without one plea, But that Thy blood was shed for me, And that Thou bidd'st me come to Thee, O Lamb of God, I come, I come The service is nearing an end The choir is singing, 'Just As I Am', And now as the old song is played People at the altar Are kneeling down to pray Some are finding mercy Forgiveness for their sin Some are fighting battles And they're struggling to win The time has come To give them to the Lord That's what the altar is for "That's what this altar is for You don't have to carry Those burdens anymore There's a light in the darkness There's a love that's true And Jesus is waiting He is waiting here for you Go quickly now Before they close the door That's what the altar is for" A father is praying with his son A mother kneels beside them Thanking God they've come An old man Is standing there in tears Giving up a part of him That he's held back for years Hearts are being broken Lives are being changed And those who call upon Him Will never be the same The time has come To give in to the Lord That's what this altar is for "That's what this altar is for You don't have to carry Those burdens anymore There's a light in the darkness There's a love that's true And Jesus is waiting He is waiting here for you Go quickly now Before they close the door That's what this altar is for" "That's what this altar is for You don't have to carry Those burdens anymore There's a light in the darkness There's a love that's true And Jesus is waiting He is waiting here for you Go quickly now Before they close the door And you can give your burdens to the Lord, That's what this altar is for"

I bet You love the way you look when you look in the mirror Don't you? Me too I bet You got the whole world at the tip of your fingers Don't you? It's true You're so cool Yeah, you are Yeah, you are Yeah, you are Yeah, you are You're so cool Yeah, you are Yeah, you are Yeah, you are Yeah, you are In my head I'm lying on the couch, you're cooking me dinner Low lights Just you and I Obsessed The tattoo on your face says you're down for forever So am I And that's why You're so cool Yeah, you are Yeah, you are Yeah, you are Yeah, you are You're so cool Yeah, you are Yeah, you are Yeah, you are Yeah, you are Yeah, you are Yeah, you are Yeah, you are Yeah, you are Yeah, you are Yeah, you are Yeah, you are Yeah, you are

Little altar boy, I wonder could you pray for me? Little altar boy, for I have gone astray What must I do to be holy like you? Little altar boy, oh, let me hear you pray Little altar boy, I wonder, could you ask our Lord Ask him, altar boy, to take my sins away What must I do to be holy like you? Little altar boy, please let me hear you pray Lift up your voice and sing a prayer above Help me rejoice and fill that prayer with love Now I know my life has been all wrong Lift up your voice and help a sinner be strong Little altar boy, I wonder, could you pray for me? Could you tell our Lord, I'm gonna change my way today? What must I do to be holy like you? Little altar boy, let me hear you pray Little altar boy, please let me hear you pray

Ya en los labios de tu pueblo no hay clamor Ni en su pecho existe un corazón humilde Ese llanto que en tu altar se derramaba Eran muestras de su corazón sensible Pero todo aquello ya ha quedado atrás No hay quien haga que su espíritu se humille No hay quien busque a mi Dios de corazón Y le pida por favor Que su transgresión olvide Cuándo volveremos a cubrir El altar de nuestro Dios con nuestro llanto Cuándo volveremos a regar Nuestras lágrimas como un perfume grato Separado nuestro corazón de ti No hay consagración y eso tú lo sabes Es la causa que no hay llanto ni clamor Que no hay lágrimas, Señor, en tus altares Ya no hay tiempo para escuchar tu voz Hoy tu pueblo se conforma en su alegría Desechan los momentos de oración Y las noches cuando tú nos bendecías Ahora es tiempo de tornarnos hacia Dios Disponer el corazón para adorarle De mi pecho brote al fin a que clamor Que en un tiempo se apagó Pero que hoy ha de escucharse Cuándo volveremos a cubrir El altar de nuestro Dios con nuestro llanto Cuándo volveremos a regar Nuestras lágrimas como un perfume grato Separado nuestro corazón de ti No hay consagración y eso tú lo sabes Es la causa que no hay llanto ni clamor Que no hay lágrimas, Señor, en tus altares