Hey!
I still live by the flesh
Knowing our wretchedness
Who would save me from this body of dust?
Ain't no one but you, God
Poor, the man of dust, tell me, to grow in you
Won't you call me out, call me out?
They don't even know who you are
They don't even know who you are
So put me to the test
Help me overcome anything that is left
'Cause I want more
Poor, the man of dust, tell me, to grow in you
Won't you hear me out and hear me out?
They don't even know who you are
They don't even know who you are
God is it me or is it them?