Sand Castles

Castle's all made of sand,
standing proud, standing tall;
See the glory of my hand,
right up until the fall.

Castle comes crashing down,
amidst the storms, amidst the rain;
Leaving me with no crown,
nothing remains of my campaign.

Houses all made of Father's love,
standing pure, standing good;
See the glory of the Lord above,
from storms it has withstood.

Kingdom comes with His reign,
amidst His mercy, amidst His glory;
Leaving me with all gain,
everything I now bring before-Thee.