What is mine?

What is for me?

What is mine?

Where is my name written, that I may say, "This is belongs to me!"?

What have I made, that has not all ready been made?

Can I say, "This is my creation!", when all has been made before me?

What is mine, that is not all ready His?

It does not matter that I have nothing, made nothing, for I am something.

I am His, He is for me.

My name is written on His hands.
His name is written on my heart.Without Him, I am nothing.

Without Him, I am nothing.
Without Him, I would not be.

He is the creator, and I am His.....

For He made me.

I can't hold on much longer.

I need to breathe, come up for air.
Am I alive? Are we almost there?
I can't hold on much longer.

My arms are weak, my hands are numb
It's hard to breathe, are we there yet?
I can't hold on much longer.

I hear your voice, I can see the light.
Your warmth comforts me, please hurry.
I can't hold on much longer.

You take my hand and hold it tight
I cling to you, dear Lord,I cling for dear life.
I can't hold on much longer.

And the ledge gave way, and you took my place.
You set me free, and now I can breathe.
I'll hold on to you forever.

You are my strength in this fight for life
I hear your voice, you are my light.
I'll hold on to you forever.

I can see your face, and you take my hand
I can hold on for so much longer
I'll hold on to you forever