I'm not standing on shifting sand.
My life is founded on the life of a man
Who lived and died for you and me
For the sole purpose of setting us free.

I won't be ensnared by society's mores
For the Bible teaches it is he who endures
Who ultimately arrives to see His face
And to fully experience His endless grace.

Life lived on this shifting sand,
On this endless landscape, this desert land,
Its rewards will not last, its standards won't pass.
A day will come when you can no longer mask it.

The brokenness, sinfulness, and sadness within,
Only He can dig deeper and then
Uproot the source of your suffering and pain,
Infuse it with truth, turning your pain into gain.

You must do your part in willing surrender.
Give Him your heart for He is the mender.
He who can do it waits for you still,
Though He won't wait forever; that's not part of the deal.