There’s a sinkhole and it’s swallowing my life
There’s a sinkhole and it’s swallowing my life
Everywhere I look I just see anguish and strife
There’s a battering ram knocking down my faith
There’s a battering ram knocking down my faith
I’m losing sight of your love, truth and grace
Disillusionment permeates my soul
Disillusionment permeates my soul
I’m slipping, slipping, slipping out of control
So come to me inside this hollow hour
So come to me inside this hollow hour
And touch me with your holy healing power
I’m rising, Lord. Upon your Rock I will stand
I’m rising, Lord. Upon your Rock I will stand
Renewed by the love and the strength of the Great I Am
So send me, Lord, into this broken place

So send me, Lord, into this broken place
That I may be your hands, your feet, your face
That I may be your hands, your feet, your grace