Sunrise in Sanctuary

(hmmmmm, hmm-mm-mm) (ahhhhh, hmm-mm-mm)

Dusty pine and worn-out pews

We bring the heavy hearts we

use

Morning gold across the

floor

We don't carry weight no more

Raise the hands that worked the clay Let the shadows drift away

(oh, drift away) Light is breaking,

warm and wide

In this room we find our guide

Simple bread and shared-out cup

Every broken heart lifts up

(yes it does) With the dawn the voices rise

Underneath these quiet skies

Raise the hands that worked the clay

Let the shadows drift away (drift away)

Light is breaking, warm and wide

In this room we find our guide (find our guide)

In the light... (hmmmmm)

Warm and wide