Hands Of The Potter lyrics
Song information
Artist: Caedmon's Call Album: Back Home
Lyrics
Lord if I'm the clay Then I've been left out in the sun Cracked and dry, like the mud from the sty Still clinging to the prodigal son
But I'm on my way back home Yes I'm on my way back home
Into the hands (into the hands) That made wine (wine) from the water Into the hands (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 everyone will know
But I'm on my way back home Yes I'm on my way back home
And 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..
Lord, if I'm the clay then lay me down On your spinning wheel Shape me into something you can fill With something real
And I'll be on my way back home Yes I'm on my way back home
[from http://lyrics.doheth.co.uk]
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