Here I am, Lord
Broken on my knees
Seems like my favorite place to be

So Lord,
Heal me once again
Teach me to yield to the potter's hands

I'm struggling
It's true
And the only place to turn is to you

Give me courage
Lord, I pray
To stay beside you every day

Pry my fingers
Off of this
This held piece of breaking sin

I know
That I cannot
Let go of it on my own

Here I am, Lord
Broken on my knees
Seems like my favorite place to be

So Lord,
Heal me once again
Teach me to yield to the potter's hands