I am the potter You are the clay If willing you are I'll mold you today. As clay needs some moisture To soften its ply Do you need the Spirit That comes from on high. If your heart's not hardened But soft to My touch I'll pour in the love You've needed so much. Then after I've finished And you're tried and true I'll give you direction To start life anew. Alive then in Spirit Renewed with My life Be filled with pure joy It will banish all strife.