The Master Architect

[male

vocals] (

Choir

humming

softly,

distant

talking

drum)

Oh-oh-oh

My

Father,

the

Master

builder (

Choir

humming

softly,

distant

talking

drum)

Oh-oh-oh

My

Father,

the

Master

builder (

Yes,

He

is)

O

Lord,

You

are

the

architect

and

I

am

the

blueprint

Every

line

of

my

existence

is

held

within

Your

print

You

formed

me

in

the

secret

place

before

the

world

began

You

have

the

Master

vision

for

this

fleeting

grain

of

sand

Oh,

the

foundation

You

laid

is

solid

and

it’

s

true

Everything

I’

m

becoming,

it’

s

all

inside

of

You

So

I

will

rest

upon

this

drawing

board

and

trust

the

hand

I

can't

see

For

my

Architect

is

building

something

beautiful

in

me

Yeah,

something

beautiful,

steady

and

refined

Trusting

in

the

pattern

that

You’

ve

designed

My

Architect

is

building

something

beautiful

in

me

When

the

shadows

come

around

to

try

and

blur

the

lines

I

remember

that

Your

blueprint

stands

the

test

of

time

You

don’

t

make

mistakes

with

the

clay

You

choose

to

mold

You’

re

turning

all

my

copper

into

precious

shining

gold

I’

m

a

testimony

of

Your

grace,

I’

m

standing

on

Your

word

Every

promise

that

You

whispered,

I

have

clearly

heard

So

I

will

rest

upon

this

drawing

board

and

trust

the

hand

I

can't

see

For

my

Architect

is

building

something

beautiful

in

me

Yeah,

something

beautiful,

steady

and

refined

Trusting

in

the

pattern

that

You’

ve

designed

My

Architect

is

building

something

beautiful

in

me (

Choir

rises

in

power)

I’

m

not

worried

'bout

the

blueprint

I’

m

not

worried

'bout

the

scale

'Cause

the

One

who

holds

the

pencil

He

is

bound

to

prevail (

Hallelujah!

Praise

God!)

Every

detail,

every

corner

You’

re

perfecting

it

all

I’

m

rising

up,

I’

m

standing

tall

So

bring

the

hammer

and

the

fire,

Lord,

refine

my

heart

You

started

this

good

work,

You’

re

the

one

to

finish

it,

art

I

am

the

temple,

You

are

the

King

I

find

my

rhythm

in

the

song

that

I

sing

So

I

will

rest

upon

this

drawing

board

and

trust

the

hand

I

can't

see

For

my

Architect

is

building

something

beautiful

in

me

Yeah,

something

beautiful,

steady

and

refined

Trusting

in

the

pattern

that

You’

ve

designed

My

Architect

is

building

something

beautiful

in

me

Something

beautiful,

oh

Lord

My

Architect,

You’

re

the

best

builder (

Glory!

Amen!)

I

trust

the

process

I

trust

the

plan

Everything

beautiful,

yeah (

Fading

out

with

talking

drum

and

choir

harmonies)