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