When I stand before God's throne
Nothing hidden, nothing unknown

Dead to my body, my old life He took
God will hold in His hands my days in a book


When I kneel down that day
Looking upon His holy face
I will remember with trembling

Every single moment, every memory

Who was I and where was I going

What kind of fruit were my actions growing
Staring at the pages
He'll be staring at the pages of my life

Was my passion just to know Him
Did I really let it out and show Him
Staring at the pages

He'll be staring at the pages of my life

This house I'm building every day

Silver and gold, straw and the hay
Tried by fire
Will it stand when the flame gets higher

Or will it burn away

In Your presence I belong

And without You, I am lost
Come and change me from the inside
In my weakness, You are strong

By the power of the cross
Come and change me from the inside


Who am I and where am I going
What kind of fruit are my actions growing
Staring at the pages

You are staring at the pages of my life
Is my passion just to know You
Am I living this life to show You

Staring at the pages
You are staring at the pages of my life