Camila Gomes's video: Recall how David swore

1 Recall how David swore, “I’ll not come into my house, Nor go up to my bed, Give slumber to mine eyelids, Until I find a place for Thee, A place, O Lord, for Thee.” Our mighty God desires a home Where all His own may come. 2 How blinded we have been: “We’ll build Your habitation” When we are short of Christ— We need Your saturation! O Lord, You care for our house! Oh, what a blessed word! As You’re to God, You’d be to us— A mutual abode. 3 There’s nothing that we are Or have or do well-pleasing; We need Thee, glorious Christ, Inwrought into our being. O Lord, our heart’s still vacant now! Come in and settle down. Come saturate and permeate And fill us with Yourself. 4 Our spirit You have filled At our regeneration, But mind, emotion, will Await Your saturation. How much of You is built in us To make our heart Your home? O Triune God, we welcome You. Come build, oh, build in us. 5 Into our innermost Intrinsic constitution, Come, Lord, Yourself dispense By constant, fresh infusion; Transform us, Lord, and work Yourself, As God’s embodiment, Into our heart, and life each part, With Your reality. 6 To build Your house today, Self-effort You’re refusing— All stubble, wood, and hay; Gold, silver, gems, You’re using. The consummated Triune God Transmitted into us Now builds Himself into a home— His dwelling, glorious. (Repeat the last four lines)