Potter’s Clay

(Stir in me Hook)
Hold me, break me
Mold me and make me more and more like You
I come to worship You

Faith and trust misplaced in me
Now what can fill this vacancy
Plagued by mere complacency
Quite blatantly, it’s plain to see
The lack of depth in vanity
Reflection of my sanity
Story of humanity
Calamity, how can it be?

Well Hold up, let’s run it back
Let’s face the facts, Instead of react
Instead we relapse and chase big stacks
And build facades with cracks on cracks

And blame the lack of racks on racks
Then blame it on the black on black
Yet we pay the same tax on tax
And wonder why babel collapsed

Never held back on criticism
Yet im blind to all the afflictions
Too hung up on playing the victim
How did i not see my contradiction

Yet I walk around in my shame
With a tongue that cannot be tamed
Like i walk around with no aim
All i say or do is in vain

To live without you is daunting
To live for self, exhausting
Relive the past, that's haunting
What you want is all that I’m wanting

Through test and trial you break and make
You mold me in from fake to wake
You are the shaper of my faith
You are the God who gives and takes
(Stir in Me Hook)
Hold me, break me
Mold me and make me more and more like You
I come to worship You
To Love You, fear You
Draw ever near You as I worship You
I come to worship You
Oh, Lord

He brings abundant clarity
Reveals my true identity
Story of Christianity
Intimacy, into me you see
Repent and worship gratefully
Pursue His Heart Tenaciously
Compassion shown so graciously
Your will I will wait patiently

Delivered me from my darkest
Died for the broken and the heartless
And then he robbed the grave regardless
He is the source of my catharsis

Pray for my will you answer no
When time is off you answer slow
When I am off you answer grow
Pray for your will you answer go

To mal intent you answer woe
Your all I really want to know
You mold me into a vessel
In Christ alone, I Overflow

Your word won't return prodigally
I hear your voice more audibly
In modesty, all honesty
I submit to Your Sovereignty

And now each day i strive to become
More and more like the Son
In the end, let your will be done
Either way your will is done

No need to fear the plans of mans
Cuz greater are the plans you plan
My peace is that I'm in your hands
Your Love is where I find my Yams

(Stir in Me Hook)