Live clay pots, live clay pots what can be done?, Who could forgive?
Out of rough earth, Adam, the minerals made into life
Then out of kindness and love, Eve his wife
Sullied by curiosity and wonder of knowing power, Eve fell into sin
Adam wondered, listening to Satan through her, did not win
Live clay pots, live clay pots what can be done, who could forgive?
Weak, fragile, clay pots, damaged pots under the sun that did not live.
Power and light, everlasting wisdom, the nave
Curative, still powerful Love came to save
Transformative power the live pot gold became
With the redeemer’s touch all fashioned and like Him the same
Spirit that continues to refines the gold at Your great cost
Removes the dross before we are totally lost
We are nothing but what You make us, master
Grace upon grace you spend on sheep of Your pasture
Oh, how we cannot understand Your loves behavior
By which you reached out to us savior
There is nothing else left for us to do
Except to bow down, to Love, and worship you
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