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so beaten with shame, brusied from my past
I felt so broken within
another broken vessel, life had thrown away
then all at once the potter picked me up again
his love changed the way he looked at me when I cried out for mercy he answered my plea
garnished my soul the day the tolement was made
he picked me up and held in his loving embrace
now I become an ornament of grace
he looked through my shame
deep in my soul to something that was precious to him
a shattered life so helpless and lost along the way but the hand of mercy made me whole again
his love changed the way he looked at me when I cried out for mercy he answered my plea
garnished my soul the day the tolement was made
he picked me up and held in his loving embrace
now I become an ornament of grace
garnished my soul the day the tolement was made
he picked me up and held in his loving embrace
now I become an ornament of grace
now I become an ornament of grace
now I become an ornament of grace