That the Lord of all the Earth would care to know my name, care to feel my hurt.
Who am I?That the voice that calmed the sea, would call out through the rain, and calm the storm in me.
I am,a flower quickly fading, here today and gone tommorrow.
Still You here me when I'm calling. Lord you catch me when I'm falling.
And you've told me who I am.
I am Yours