empty and broken
I came back to him
vessel unworthy
so scared with sin
but he did not dispair
he started over again
I bless the day
he didn't throw the clay away
over and over
he mold's me
and make's me
into his likeness
he fashioned the clay
vessel of honour
I am today
all because Jesus
didn't throw the clay away
he is the potter
I am the clay
molded in his image
he wants me to stay
when I stumble and fall
and my vessel break
he just pick up the pieces
he didn't throw the clay away
over and over
he mold's me
and make's me
into his likeness
he fashioned the clay
vessel of honour
I am today
all because Jesus
didn't throw the clay away
vessel of honour
I am today...
all because of Jesus didn't throw the clay away...