Without your breath I am but clay
Just beneath a rock I lay.
Heavy is the weight I feel.
When living outside your will.
A place a darkness void of light.
Realizing now your infinite might.
Please God overturn this stone.
Into your hands make me your own.
Shape and mold me as you may.
A life of servitude I will repay.
Unto you I give thee trust.
Now I know I am but dust.
