Через внешние дворы

Take me past the outer courts 
Into the Holy Place 
Past the brazen altar 
Lord I want to see your face 
Pass me by the crowds of people 
And the Priests who sing your praise 
I hunger and thirst for your righteousness 
But it's only found in one place 

 [bad word] ] 
Take me into the holy of holies 
Take me in by the blood of the lamb 
Take me into the holy of holies 
Take the coal, touch my lips, here I am