When you're dull from all that glitters, when your thoughts have a hollow ring, when you canīt escape from the youīre getting it wrong...
All your foolproof plans seem foolish, all your status is status quo, all your really need to know is where you belong.
Chorus
Turn your eyes upon Jesus. Look full in his wonderful face. And the things of earth will grow strangely dim in the light of his glory and grace.
I was used to the cold for so long that couldnīt feel anything. And I shivered and stared like a beggar who wonīt lift his hands. I was numb until he touched me. I was deaf until he heard. I was senseless ītil I met the one who understands.