But then your spirit fills my soul and now I kneel so contrite
Forgive me God for living and Walking on my own
For it is you that give me breath and you alone
With my back to the past and my face turned forward
I stand here Lord wondering what you will lead me toward
You break me down and show me I am nothing but weak
So humbly I come and lay my life and heart at your feet
Take everything Father, take all the aspects of me
Mold them and make them whatever you will me to be
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