Simply shaken as I realize my feet are falling in on this foundation I built for myself.

There it is again i see that strength wilted under me as I pretend to stand on my own two feet.

His foundation looked so much better than mine and still I moved away.

How did he do it? With just spit and mud ever yet healing and strong His foundation astounding my imagination.

But walked away to build my own.

He even had my name engraved, I put my hand prints in before it was dry.

I crawl back and there I see it my place saved. By His grace even laying on His foundation I have more strength.

Thank you for my foundation my Lord my grace. Here I'll lay till you pull me up.