My House

My house, I found, was built on sand
Designed by me by my own hand
When things got rough, it could not stand
My house was built on shifting sand


That’s when I found Jesus
Or let’s say that he found me
When I was lost and as down as could be
He opened my eyes so I finally could see
And he built me a house with a lifetime guarantee


I was living a life just like I had planned
Notches aplenty on my nightstand
Drinking and gambling and feeling so grand
But my house was built upon shifting sand


For somehow or other, it got out of hand
My picture and name on every newsstand
And of course by and by you know I was canned
And I found I was standing in my own quick sand


I had to sit back, I had to take stock
I had to return to the good Sheppard’s flock
I had to admit my life was a crock
So He’d build me a house on his solid rock


That’s when I found Jesus
Or let’s say that he found me
When I was lost and as down as I could be
He opened my eyes so I finally could see
And he built me a house with a lifetime guarantee


Mdailey 10/28/09