My life is so small and fragile.
I need air to breathe,
Food to keep me going,
And water to save my life.
I am a sister of God,
A niece of Jesus,
And a daughter of the Holy Spirit.
I think of God wherever I am,
No matter if I’m riding,
If I’m quickly swimming,
Or if I’m singing Let it Go.
God is never out of my life.
I was made out of mud,
Shaped out of dust,
And I am a human,
So tiny compared to God.
He loves me relentlessly,
Shelters me no matter what,
And comforts me when I am fearful.
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