I built myself a tomb of stone,

A sepulchur devoid of life

And in it I hid afraid, alone,

Mistrusting, prey to worry and strife.

Hardship blocked the only door,

The promise of pain too great for me;

I sealed my heart up tight once more,

In darkness I died and could not see.

But patiently You called my name,

And though afraid, I did arise.

You removed the stone, absolved my shame,

And I stepped free, reborn to shine.

Your awesome grace has made me new,

My tender heart proclaims Your truth.