Laura Hackett - House Of God

In my wrestle for the blessing
In my fearing and in my hiding
Just like Jacob, I stumbled into the house of God
In my dreasons, in my striving
In my rights, in my falling
I see angels from the heaven
Going up and down

This must be the house of God
I see the heavens open over me

So open over me
Open over me
Open over me
Open over me