My life, clay on the wheel
feeling the touch of the Potter
molding, reshaping, changing
me
constantly pliable, moist,
never yet fired, hardened
ever malleable, changing,
never finished in this life.
Within His hands, His touch
His fingers, prints on my
flesh
changed by the Creator, the
Potter
giving my life over to Him
may I ever be thus
clay on His wheel,
submitting to His will
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edited August 4, 2014
Clay on the Wheel – v2
October 15, 2008
Clay on the Wheel
Psalm 138
Jeremiah 18:1-4
Jeremiah 18:1-12
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