in the hands of the potter

i still remember when i heard you call me by name

i'd follow you anywhere

knew i could trust you in anything

but now sorrow beats down on me

waiting for you to come through

i'm all alone with my questions

i'm dry and cracked open

and i thirst for you

and as i fall apart

come flood this desert heart

fall like the rain

living water

and i know your way is best

lord

help me find my rest

and i'll be the clay

in the hands of the potter

my world is spinning

my life seems so out of control

nailed scarred hands tell the story of love that will never let go of me

through the sunshine or rain

i know where my hope is found

what you started in me

i know you will complete from the inside out

and as i fall apart

come flood this desert heart

fall like the rain

living water

and i know your way is best

lord

help me find my rest

and i'll be the clay

in the hands of the potter

my world is breaking me

your love is shaping me

and now the enemy is afraid of what you're making me

when my world is breaking me

your love is shaping me

and now the enemy is afraid of what you're making me

my world is breaking me

your love is shaping me

and now the enemy is afraid of what you're making me

and as i fall apart

come flood this desert heart

fall like the rain

living water

and i know your way is best

lord

help me find my rest

and i'll be the clay

in the hands of the potter

and i'll be the clay

in the hands of the potter