My fortresses fall, my mountains crumble,
Stars and earth move around me.
Nothing is untouched, nothing is real,
Save a growing core,
Immovable, solid yet soft, unchanging.
This only grows stronger and clearer,
As everything else falls around me.
There is only one thing I know.
There is only one thing that is real.
You, O Sacred Heart of my God,
Are at the core of who I am.
You, O Sacred Heart of Love,
Are the only thing unchanging in me.
My love for You, O Sacred Heart,
Is all I know of myself that I am sure of.
My love for You is all I am
And all I want to be.
Like the Nugget left after the furnace
Turns ore to gold, are You, my Lord.
Like the Rock left after the tide
Washes away the sand, are You, My Lord.
Like the Light of a burning flame
Holding off the darkness, are You, my Lord.
You have not moved in Your love for me.
You have held me still, unchanging in my love for You
Though in everything else I crumble.
Your Heart of Love, like the cement of my life,
Holds me together with the only thing I know.