Have I falling in love with my offering more than my precious Christ? Have I falling in love with my own song more than his sacrifice? 'Cause my gift is not for nothing I still pray that is pleasing May my eyes not be consumed with what I bring Christ at the center of my heart It's not about being famous Making a name for myself Would I be a friend of the bridegroom with eyes for no one else? 'Cause john was glad to decrease I don't want stand before you hearing you saying you never knew me The eyes of man are intoxicating and the flesh that is fed is strong But a life in the spirit is pleasing to God What am I chasing after, if the vision isn't Christ and Christ crucified? Christ at the center of my life I need to see again, I wanna burn again Open my eyes, open my eyes If I raise a family in quiet and still in a simple life If I never have a lot of money, but my spirit is alive And if no one knows my name, but the vision of my home is Christ, will I be satisfied? Christ at the center of my life If I'm faithful with my hands and I'm mostly on time, if I keep the words I say and decide to never lie If I'm honest with tiding and I'm generous with all I'm given, if I live without a double mind Christ at the center of my life I need to see again, I wanna burn again Open my eyes, open my eyes Pray you say you know me when the wedding feast comes Then my lamp would still be burning when you knock on my door Pray you would not turn me away The garments that you give would say Would say that I've loved you, truly loved you in this age I need to see again, I wanna burn again Open my eyes, open my eyes Would you open my eyes again?