F 
When I stand before God's throne
C
Nothing hidden, nothing unknown
Dm
Dead to my body, my old life He took
Bb
God will hold in His hands
Bb                               F   C   Dm   Bb
My Days in a book

F
When I kneel down that day
C
Looking upon His holy face
Dm
I will remember, with trembling
Bb
Every single moment, every memory

F
Who was I, where was I going?
C
What kind of fruit were my actions growing?
Dm
Staring at the pages
         Bb                                          F
He'll be staring at the pages of my life.
F
Was my passion just to know Him?
C
Did I really let it out and showed Him?
Dm
Staring at the pages
         Bb                                                 F   C   Dm   Bb
He'll be staring at the pages of my life.

F
This house I'm building every day
C
Silver and gold, straw and hay
Dm
Tried by fire
Dm                                Bb
Will it stand when the flame gets higher?
Bb
Or will it burn away?

F
Who was I, where was I going?
C
What kind of fruit were my actions growing?
Dm
Staring at the pages
         Bb                                          F
He'll be staring at the pages of my life.
F
Was my passion just to know Him?
C
Did I really let it out and showed Him?
Dm
Staring at the pages
         Bb                                                 
He'll be staring at the pages 

Bb
In your presence I belong and without you I am lost
         Dm                             C
Come and change me, from the inside
Bb
In my weakness you are strong, by the power of the cross
         Dm                             C
Come and change me, from the inside

F
Who am I, and where am I going?
C
What kind of fruit are my actions growing?
Dm
Staring at the pages
        Bb                                          F
You are staring at the pages of my life.
F
Is my passion just to know you?
C
Am I living this life to show you?
Dm
Staring at the pages
        Bb                                    F      C
You are staring at the pages of my life.
Dm
Staring at the pages,
Bb                                                         F
He'll be staring at the pages of my life.