Tag Archives: Isaiah 64:8

Today’s Poem: In The Potter’s Hands

to GOD be the GLORY ~ In The Potter’s Hands ~ By Deborah Ann The Potter’s hands are strong,as He molds us in His loveHe crafts each single vesselwith His mercy from above. No two vessels look-alike,each is unique in His sightHe sculpts us individuallyfor His joy and His delight. The Potter takes our souls,spins them on His wheelso He… (more…)

#throwbackpoem: Hand Molded

to GOD be the GLORY ~ Hand Molded ~ By Deborah Ann Hand molded,each little curvemade with loveso God we can serve. Formed out of clay,a vessel to be usedin our hearts . . .God’s Spirit  infused. God is the Potter,Christ is the moldand His ways . . .we’re to keep and hold. Sometimes we crack,under the pressurebut God will… (more…)

#throwbackpoem: If God Is The Potter

to GOD be the GLORY ~ If God is the Potter ~ By Deborah Ann If God is the potter,shouldn’t we be more pliableso He could mold us to Himto be more flexible? If God is the potter,shouldn’t we rest in His handsso He could mold into usHis purpose and plans? If God is the potter,shouldn’t we be more adaptableso… (more…)

Today’s Poem: Like Clay In His Hands

to GOD be the GLORY ~ Like Clay In His Hands ~ By Deborah Ann When God’s plans for you,He begins to unfold . . .you’ll see there’s nothingfrom you He’ll withhold. For all of His planning,will reveal to youthe exact endeavorsHe wants you to pursue. When God’s purposes for you,He begins to unveil . . .you’ll find your life to… (more…)

Today’s Poem: In God’s Hands

to GOD be the GLORY ~ In God’s Hands ~ By Deborah Ann In God’s hands,I clearly fitby His own fingersmy soul He did knit. For in the womb,they formed mejust like the podof a pea. In God’s hands,I want to stayand be to Hima piece of clay. For He molded,my heart in themjust like the budon top of a stem.… (more…)

The Potter’s Hands ~

The Potter’s hands are calm, while He molds us in His love He crafts each single vessel with His blessings from above. No two vessels look-alike, each is seen uniquely in His sight He sculpts us out individually for His joy and His delight. The Potter takes our souls, and turns them on His wheel until He shapes each one… (more…)

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