Mi Ojo Vio

Neither eye saw, nor ear heard
The things God prepared for those
Who wait on Him to hear His voice
You are clay and I your maker

In Your hands take my being
Transform me as you wish, Jesus
Christ, help me understand
Your work in me and through me
And be what I should be

Neither eye saw, nor ear heard
The things I prepared for you
Wait on me, to hear my voice

“You are clay and I your maker”
Let me mold you in my hands
Transform your being to My will

I will help you understand
My work in you and through you
And be what you should be