In The Hands Of The Potter Lyrics

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Sometimes I feel like

I'm a pawn in the game of life

With no importance to the strategy

Then I take a better look

And I know that just ain't right

If I can get myself out of the way

Then you can deal with me

I wanna be a piece in Your puzzle

I wanna be a thread in Your tapestry

I wanna be a tool You can use my Father

It pleases You when I am humble

You can put me where You want me to be

I wanna be like clay in the hands of the Potter

Woah yeah yeah yeah

When I get discouraged

And I feel that I ain't worth two cents

My mind gets clouded

And I can't see Your plan for me

Jesus I forget Your words

And the lyrics make no sense

I am a line in this old song

But You're the symphony

I wanna be a piece in Your puzzle

I wanna be a thread in Your tapestry

I wanna be a tool You can use my Father

It pleases You when I am humble

You can put me where You want me to be

I wanna be like clay in the hands of the Potter

Sometimes I say

Why are You making me this way

But it's not for me to know

No it's not for me to know today

I wanna be a piece in Your puzzle

I wanna be a thread in Your tapestry

I wanna be a tool You can use my Father

It pleases You when I am humble

You can put me where You want me to be

I wanna be like clay

So You can have Your way

Whatever You may say

Lord I wanna be like clay in the hands of the Potter

Woah yeah