I have been a wayward child I have acted out I have questioned sovereignty And had my share of doubts And though sometimes my prayers feel like They are bouncing off the sky The hand I hold will not let me go And is the reason why I will stumble, I will fall down But I will not be moved I will make mistakes, I will face heartache But I will not be moved On Christ the solid rock I stand All other ground is sinking sand I will not be moved, no, no Bitterness has plagued my heart Many times before My life has been like broken glass And I have kept the score Of all my shattered dreams and though it seemed That I was far too gone My brokenness helped me to see It is grace I am standing on I will stumble, I will fall down But I will not be moved I will make mistakes, I will face heartache But I will not be moved On Christ the solid rock I stand All other ground is sinking sand I will not be moved And the chaos in my life Has been a badge I have worn And though I have been torn (I have been torn) I will not be moved, no, no I will not be moved, no I will not be moved No, no, no I will make mistakes, I will face heartache But I will not be moved On Christ the solid rock I stand All other ground is sinking sand I will not be moved, no, no Not be moved, no, no, no, no, no