You have brought me
To a place Of conviction
I was blinded by my own perception
I have built my house
On sinking sand
I've relied upon myself
Arrange my life
According to your order
Plants Your Instructions
In the soil of my soul
And let it change me
Inside out
I want to live my life
Upon Your Foundations
What are my Foundations
What will you build upon
Are my walls made
With untampered mortar
What are my Foundations
What will you build upon
Are my walls weak
And frail from the inside
Your word is sharper
Than a two edge sword
It pieces through the divisions
Of soul and spirit
Of joints and narrow
It discerns thoughts
And intents of my heart
Search my soul that I may turn
Search my soul that I may turn
Search my soul that I may turn