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 of us to know His perfect will.
Each vessel is a work of art, made in the labor of His grace He lovingly knows each one of us by the silhouette of our face.
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Isaiah 64:8 King James Version
“But now, O LORD, You are our Father; We are the clay, and You our potter; And all we are the work of Your hand.
Copyright 2012 Deborah Ann Belka
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