Now is the time to face the fact
What I am has had it's day
And as I speak about my past
The strength I own all drains away
For I am built of imperfection
Construction of a self made life
Creation marred by infiltration
I am full of pain and strife.
Now is the time to let Him have me
Need His strength to carry on
All my building blocks lie shattered
Leave a base to build upon
I know that my reconstruction
Will be perfect, kingdom made
Come Lord Jesus, be the artist
Your foundations to be laid.
