Lord,
I am Nothing.
Nothing but dust.
But You loved the dust.
You formed me from it and
Gave unto me gifts:
I can sing,
But it is not my voice.
I can build,
But it is not my building.
I can do all things,
Yet the things are not mine.
It is all Yours.
So, then, I am still
Nothing…
Without You.
I am still Nothing…
But Yours.
