If I don't have the Lord
it's like I'm dying inside
like I'm crying inside
like I can never find my way
to the outside.
I need His life
I need His light
to guide all my ways.
I need a right
to say, "Lord, I am free."
to say, "Lord, You made it for me."
to say, "Lord, here I am.
I am the clay.
Mold me, make me, how you please
just don't let me die inside
I'm begging you, please, remind me
of my salvation.