standing in the mountain's corrie
our praise echoes heaven's glory
listen to the fading traces
it takes us to holy places
enshrined in forest cathedral
'neath canopied temple extol
here our idols it erases
it takes us to holy places
in our father's vineyard we dance
to the old song of songs romance
in one another's embraces
it takes us to holy places
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