Of Clay and Purity

Change my Heart oh God,
make it ever true.
Change my Heart oh God,
May I be like You.
You are the potter,
Turn my heart to clay.
You are the sculptor, You, I will obey.
You are a friend and You are a brother.
Even though You are my King.
You are my one hearts longing desire.
Not compromised with anything.
I love you much more than any other.
So much more than anything.
Of Clay I will ask you to mold of me Jesus.
A small vessel to do your will.
Of Purity refine my mind and intentions.
Turn my heart to seek your will.

Format and arrangement copyright 2000 by pauly

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