In Your Presence - Trey Foote Tabbed by:Trey Foote Email:treybkr@hotmail.com Tuning:Standard I come in Your presence, Lord To feel your glory fall down. Your words restore my thoughts from my death. Your very voice raises the dead, Your very touch heals the sick And I ran so far and wide, I always tried to hide from the truth. and I never could see why I felt so dead inside without you Cause in Your presence its real, A passion built inside to feed of of the fire you give. In your presence I can feel, Who I'm to become and what is to be done in your will, Holy, Holy, You are Holy (x5) Cause in Your presence its real, A passion built inside to feed of of the fire you give. In your presence I can feel, Who I'm to become and what is to be done in your will,