[Verse] Beneath the open sky, where the wild winds roam, There’s a quiet place that feels like home, Rough wood beneath my hands, weathered by the years, A simple altar where I lay my fears. [Pre-Chorus] Every grain, every scar, tells a story of grace, A sacred space where I find my place. [Chorus] Here at the altar made of rough wood, I find Your peace like I never understood, Standing strong, though the edges are worn, In this holy place, I am reborn. Here at the altar made of rough wood, You take my heart and You make it good, In Your presence, I’m never alone, On this sacred ground, I am home. [Verse] Sunlight paints the beams with a gentle glow, Whispers of faith in the winds that blow, Memories linger of those who came before, Calling me deeper, forevermore. [Pre-Chorus] Every mark, every line, sings a song of love, A quiet voice from the heavens above. [Chorus] Here at the altar made of rough wood, I find Your peace like I never understood, Standing strong, though the edges are worn, In this holy place, I am reborn. Here at the altar made of rough wood, You take my heart and You make it good, In Your presence, I’m never alone, On this sacred ground, I am home. [Bridge] When the world is loud, and my soul is weak, I’ll come back to this place, where Your Spirit speaks, No need for gold or stones, just this simple frame, You meet me here, and I’m changed again. [Chorus] Here at the altar made of rough wood, I find Your peace like I never understood, Standing strong, though the edges are worn, In this holy place, I am reborn. Here at the altar made of rough wood, You take my heart and You make it good, In Your presence, I’m never alone, On this sacred ground, I am home. [Outro] On this sacred ground, I am home, On this sacred ground, I am home.