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Leeland

When I stand before godââ?¬â?¢s throne
Nothing hidden, nothing unknown
Dead to my body, my old life he took
God will hold in his hands my days in a book

When I kneel down that day
Looking upon his holy face
I will remember with trembling
Every single moment, every memory

Who was I and where was I going
What kind of fruit were my actions growing
Staring at the pages
Heââ?¬â?¢ll be staring at the pages of my life
Was my passion just to know him
Did I really let it out and show him
Staring at the pages
Heââ?¬â?¢ll be staring at the pages of my life

This house Iââ?¬â?¢m building every day
Silver and gold, straw and the hay
Tried by fire
Will it stand when the flame gets higher
Or will it burn away

In 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 inside
Who 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 life
Is 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 life