Hands Of The Potter
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Lord if I'm the clay then I've been left out in the sun
Cracked and dry, like the mud from the sky
Still clinging to the prodigal sun
But I'm on my way back home
Yes I'm on my way back home
Into the hands
That made the wine from the water
Into the hands
The hands of The Potter
Lord if I'm the clay then let Your living water flow
Soften up my edges Lord
So, so everyone will know
That I'm on my way home
Yes I'm on my way back home
Into the hands
That made the wine from the water
Into the hands
The hands of The Potter
Lord, when you listen for the song of my life
Let it be, let it be, a song so sweet
Let it be, let it be, a song so sweet
Let it be, let it be, a song so sweet
Let it be
Lord if I'm the clay then lay me down
On your spinning wheel
Shape me into something You can fill
With something real
I'll be on my way back home
And I'm on my way back home
Into the hands
That made the wine from the water
Into the hands
The hands of The Potter
Into the hands
That made the wine from the water
Into the hands
The hands of The Potter
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