Standard (EADGBE)

Verse 1

Search with holy eyes

 This vessel in Your hands

Sift and purify

 By the standards You demand

Sculptor of my heart

Cast and forge my mind

 With a quest for purity

And as the poet weaves his line

 Compose You melody

Chorus

 Please make of me

 Your Kingdom's art

 May You be pleased

 Sculptor of my heart

Verse 2

You have fashioned perfectly

Your image in the Son

Shape and pattern within me

To be the paragon

Sculptor of my heart

Hew away those pieces

 Which cause blemish to the whole

 As the only skillful Master

 Engrave Your name upon my soul

Chorus

Bridge

You create from a heart of stone

A vessel of honor that You call

Your own, Your own

Chorus