I built my house on shifting sands
Truly believed that it would stand
So I filled it up with lots of stuff
Hard to tell when I had enough
I heard the weatherman one day
Say a big storm was on the way
So I battened down the hatches
Locked the door and latched the latches
I held on while the storm blew past
With eyes closed, wondered what would last
I shut my ears against the roar
Of howling winds and rains that poured
And while I shivered out that storm
I thought of days sunny and warm
Remembering the hopes and dreams
Recalling all the plans and schemes
That I poured into this foundation
The sweat, the tears, the dedication
Then I stopped- and looked inside my heart
I had some doubts right from the start
Surely something wasn’t right
There must have been an oversight
What did I miss in the foundation?
JESUS- the Rock of my salvation!
When the storm ceased its mighty roar
I stood unsheltered on the shore
All was lost- But all was found
For now I longed for solid ground
Lord, you’re my Rock, my Truth, my Light
Let’s get some tools and build this right
“Except the Lord build
the house, they labor in vain
that build it…”
Psalm 127: 1a (KJV)