Dame Tu Forma
Marnellys Ocasio
Give Me Your Shape
Lord before you I come
With my condition acknowledging
Before others I seem to be close
But I am far away
I have adopted an appearance
Falsified an experience
Please rescue me Lord
I don't want to be like this anymore
And I have opened doors
That have hurt my whole soul
I need you Jesus
Oh come
Give me your shape Jesus
I accept it
Give me your words Jesus
I accept them
Break my structure
Break my system
Change my language
My soul longs for it
Today I accept
The shape you want
I long to see your glory
In my whole life
