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Monday, August 04, 2014

Being Ever New Clay – v2

Mold me, Lord.
Pick me back up,
throw me back onto the wheel
when I am chipped, cracked,
broken into pieces,
when my glaze fades,
when I shatter,
when I am tarnished.

Make me forever new clay,
malleable, moldable,
fresh and new,
ready for Your hands,
the hands of the Potter
to make me a useful vessel
for Your purposes.
Mend me, fill the cracked places
repair my brokenness
and bring me back to You.


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edited August 4, 2014
Being Ever New Clay – v2

March 10, 2008
Being Ever New Clay
Philippians 1:3-11 and
Upper Room daily devotional

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