Verso 1 O humble carpenter, down on Your hands and knees Look on Your handiwork and build a house so You may dwell in me So You may dwell in me Refrão 1 The work was done with nothing but Wood and nails in your scar-born hands O show me how to work and praise Trusting that I am Your instrument Verso 2 O loving laborer with the sweat upon your face O, build a table that I too may join You in the Fa - ther's place O, in the Fa - ther's place Refrão 2 The work was done with nothing but Wood and nails in your scar-born hands O show me how to work and praise Trusting that I am your instrument Intervalo Refrão 3 The kingdom's come and built upon Wood and nails gripped with joy - ful - ness So send me out, within Your ways Knowing that the task is fin - ished Refrão 4 The dead will rise and give You praise Wood and nails will not hold them down These wooden tombs, we'll break them soon And fashion them into flower beds The curse is done, the battle won Swords bent down into plow - shares Your scar-born hands, we'll join with them Serving at the table You've pre - pared ( )