My Bride, Come dancing with Me on My Mountain!

(Mt. Sinai, Egypt)

The Bride: You have made my feet like hind's feet

And you've made me to run on high places with You

You’ve made us to leap and dance on the mountain tops

I will run and not be weary

I will run and not faint

My feet are sure and steady

And I shall not fall!

Jesus: I’ve made your hearts strong, beloved

I’ve made your lungs to breathe that rarified air

Of the high places

For I made you for those high places

For the mountain tops

To leap and dance there

With Me!

I’m the air you breathe

I’m your heartbeat

I am the dance you dance there!

Dance, my beloved on the mountain top

Joy is made full there

In the dance on the mountaintop

Victory is sure there

In the dance of the Lord.

The Bride: I was made for the mountain

The mountain of the lord

I was meant to dance on the mountain

The mountain of My lord

Dancing on the mountain makes my heart stronger

I can breathe deeper

I find my strength

On your mountain

I breathe fresh air

I am revived!

Jesus: My bride you need the air on this mountain

Dancing on my mountain

Prepares you for the valleys below

It makes your heart strong

It makes it beat faster

For as we dance we go higher and higher

From pinnacle to pinnacle

Where the air becomes purer and purer

Into the mountains

The uncharted places

Into secret places

New places in Me.

Purified by Your fire we climb and we dance

Purified by fire we can see Your face

On the mountain, Your holy mountain

We climb

We run

We dance