The Potter, He saw a vessel
That had been broken by the wind and the rain
He sought it with so much compassion
To put it back together again

Oh, I was that broken vessel
That no one thought was any good
I cried, "Lord, You are the Potter
And I am the clay
Make me over again today"

Jesus picked up the pieces
Of my broken heart
My broken heart that day
And He made me a new vessel
He revived my soul again
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