I feel like the world is only one beat away from crashing in on me.
Everywhere I look, the veneer is beginning to chip away, to reveal a crumbling structure.
One by one the chips begin to fall from the ceiling, and I realize there is no escape.

Everyone is telling me where to go, what to believe and who to be.
And with a desperate heart I wonder:

Who do You say I am?
What do You say I am suppose to be?
Where do You say I am to go?

Your kindness leads me to repentance
Your gentleness brings me humbly to the floor of grace.
Your faithfulness has been proven though the ages
So why do I tremble now?

You are King over this all
Help me to be still, and to know You are God