Perfect Pottery
Let his pottering palms mold you
Like clay in the presence of water
Let your life be pliable in his loving hands
Then your life will come into a dazzling calm
In the dead night never stand in fright
Even when you see no light
Never think you can't make it out
For He stands by to lead you through the dark
And make of you a rising star
Yea even in the night sky
You would see a shining star
Beaming bright afar
Leading you to The Rock higher than your past
Bringing you to still waters at last
For in times of pain or reign
Always know He holds you dear
Like clay formed upon the potters wheel
Let Him mold you into an perfect vessel
Fashioned through the furnace and kiln
Let Him shape you into a priceless pottery
Tried and true
Perfect and new
It never matters who you are or what you are
The real matter that holds water
Is what He makes of you too:
A perfect pottery, glazed in glory.
©heavenly_broadcast
2018-09-23 16:36:20
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