Oh, what am I?
Supported by a bag of bones so brittle
Connected with muscles so gracile
Covered by tissues so fragile
Wrapped in garments so futile

Oh, what am I?
Moved by passions so volatile
Carried away by the traps so beguile
Governed by desires so abaxile
Wandered away from my designer so worthwhile

Oh, what am I?
Stilled in storms so tortile
Pulled from the miry clay so intractile
Protected from the fiery darts so projectile
Purchased by my Savior so abile

Oh, what am I?
Yet, I am saved by grace
Atoned by Christ’s sacrifice
Redeemed by His precious blood
Reasoned with my Lord forever!