Tuesday, April 30, 2019

pottery


Yet you, Lord, are our Father. We are the clay, you are the potter; we are all the work of your hand.
- Isaiah 64:8

Have you ever played with clay?
You know how soft it is, you can make anything out of it.
Song reference!
Beautiful Lord, wonderful saviour
I know for sure, all of my days are held in Your hands
Crafted into Your perfect plan
You gently call me, into Your presence
Guiding me by, Your Holy Spirit
Teach me dear Lord
To live all of my life through Your eyes
I'm captured by, Your Holy calling
Set me apart
I know You're drawing me to Yourself
Lead me Lord I pray
Take me, Mold me
Use me, Fill me
I give my life to the Potter's hands
Hold me, Guide me
Lead me, Walk beside me
I give my life to the Potter's hand
How amazing is it that we are each molded to who we are by the Father?
He could have made anything, but He made us.
Have a blessed day.

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