Here I stand I come before You now
Before Your throne I bow and I bring You my life
Lord, I try to do it all myself,
Though I know I need Your help
I need Your hand
And I need Your strength
Chorus
To mold me, Lord take my life, my will, my heart
Break me, take my world apart
For You are the potter and I am the clay
Thank You God for taking time for me
For being all I see when I long for You near
Lord I sing, for You’re my strength and song
I will praise You all day long
For all that You are
And the works of Your hand that molds me, Lord
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