Make my body of the earth
Make my body of the water
All that God has pulled apart
In his love he brings together
Make my body of the salt
Make my body of the soil
In his love the waters rise
In his love the waters boil
Take his body in your arms
Take his pain and take his heart
Make my body of the salt
Make my body of the soil
'Cause God lays low on those that reach beyond him
The flowers grow to fall and be forgotten

'Cause God lays low