Baptized in water as clear as your mind
No amount of fresh air I breathe is as fresh as you  
My soul knitted by your merciful right hand
Your attention to detail of every freckle on my skin
I was created in the image that is yours
The breath I breathe is yours giving up to fill my lungs, pain and sarrow endured for I  am forgiven
It is your blood over me
  It is your sacrifice
    It is my sin
It is you God I pray to mold me in the image of you