Withering Away

Possibly, today, I pray you and I don’t fade Mold me like your clay Oh, maybe someday, I’ll no longer be afraid Bolden me up today After my sins be paid... I’m still withering away Clouds fade where I laid I feel so betrayed My day turns to black and gray We’re flawfully made Say, if I let go, Will you save me from being ill? Be still, that is so — Very thrilled to be here You gave me cheer beyond Life’s withering fear... I want to grow on Spiritually better now I’m a dawn flower!