One Day from Seven Flames by Ben Anderson

My heart swells with ambition
To run far from all other visions
I just want to sit in your temple and listen

O, Lord, even the sparrows
Have found more happiness where you are
Their song echoes my soul's melody

One day in your chambers
Is better than thousands in all other houses
One moment next to you
Is worth more than treasure and wealth beyond measure

Weeping valleys are made into
Cool springs, where travelers wade
O, Zion, you are this pilgrim's desire

I would rather be one
Who is home just being a son
As I grow up far from the reach of another

How could I ever go back
I'm where I belong, this is where I belong
I would not ever let go
Of this kind of love, this kind of love

• Acoustic
• Kansas City