If we build our homes on
Sinking sand
When the storm arrives
Do we think we can
Stand on shore
While all that we were
Floats away?
It's like setting sail for a
Distant land
Putting all your trust in the
Captain's hand
When you know all long
That the boat's going
Down
Down
Down
Keep your eyes on the Son
Put your hope in His heart
Your life in His hands
Your trust in His love
Keep your eyes on the
Son
