Текст песни
Lord, I am your clay
Don't want to move unless you made me for it
Don't want to go unless you made me for it
Lord, I am your clay
You hold me
You set me
Release me to be
You hold me
You hold me
You hold me
You set me
Release me to be
You hold me
You hold me
You set me
Release me to be
Lord, I am your clay
You hold me
You hold me
You hold me
You set me
Release me
We're going
You're clear
And you hold me
You hold me
You hold me
You hold me
You hold me
You hold me
You hold me
We are in your hand
You hold me
You hold me
You hold me
You will not suffer
You hold me
My foot to be moved
You hold me
He that keepeth
You hold me
Keepeth Israel
You hold me
Will also keep me
You hold me
Will also keep me
You hold me
He who holds
You hold me
The world in his hand
You hold me
He holds my world
You hold me
He holds my troubles
You hold me
He holds my issues
You hold me
My iniquities
You hold me
They are in his hand
You hold me
My inhibitions
You hold me
They are in his hand
You hold me
You hold me
You hold me
You mold me
You mold me
Into what you want
You mold me
Into what you called