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Lord, if I'm the clay
Then I've been left out in the sun
Cracked and dry, like mud from the sky
Still clinging to the prodigal sun.

But I'm on my way back home
Yes, I'm on my way back home.

Into the hands
That made the wine from the water
Into the hands
The hands of the Potter.

Lord, if I'm the clay
Then let Your living water flow
Soften up my edges Lord
So everyone will know.

That I'm on my way back home
Yes, I'm on my way back home.

And Lord, when You listen for the song of my life
Let it be, let it be, a song so sweet
Let it be, let it be, a song so sweet
Let it be, let it be, a song so sweet
Let it be.

Lord, if I'm the clay then lay me down
On Your spinning wheel
Shape me into something You can fill
With something real.

And I'll be on my way back home
Yes, I'm on my way back home.

"Hands Of The Potter" is by the band, Caedmon's Call.