I'm standing on the precipice
I'm going to leave my shelf
And launch into the atmosphere
Cause I have died to self
I know there's more to what I have
And I have reached the stage
Where I cannot be satisfied
By writing my own page.
The world has been my favourite place
It's held me back from You
And it has taken all this time
To gain Your point of view
And now I'm ready to concede
That You are what I need
Please help me seek You with my heart
And grow my mustard seed.
