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When I stand before God's throne
Nothing hidden, nothing unknown
Dead to my body, my old life He took
Got a hold in His hands my days in a bookWhen I kneel down that day
Looking upon His holy face
I remember with trembling
Every single moment, every memoryWho 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 lifeWas my passion just to know Him?
Did I really live it out and show Him?
Staring at the pages
He'll be staring at the pages of my lifeThis house I'm building every day
Silver and gold, straw and the hay
Tried by fire will I stand
When the flame gets higher or will I burn away?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 lifeWas my passion just to know Him?
Did I really live it out and show Him?
Staring at the pages
He'll be staring at the pagesIn 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 insideWho 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 lifeIs 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 lifeStaring at the pages
He'll be staring at the pages of my life