This Place
Jennette Ross / Travis Ross
Set my heart on pilgrimage
Your courts, oh Lord, my journey's end
To make Your dwelling place my home
And I hear You claim me as Your own
I bow down kissing Your feet
I was made for this place
No greater love have I found
Than when I'm wrapped
In Your embrace
Lost beneath Your healing wings
I've felt the comfort Your love brings
Faithfulness in answered prayer
And tasted joy beyond compare
