In The Hands Of The Potter Lyrics

Casting Crowns country

Chorus:
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

In The Hands Of The Potter Lyrics

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 

Chorus
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

[Bridge]
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

[Outro]
And I'll be the clay
In the Hands of the Potter

Jeremiah 18 : 6 O house of Israel, cannot I do with you as this potter? saith Jehovah. Behold, as the clay in the potter's hand, so are ye in my hand, O house of Israel. Isaiah 64 : 8 But now, O Jehovah, thou art our Father; we are the clay, and thou our potter; and we all are the work of thy hand. Romans 9 : 21 Or hath not the potter a right over the clay, from the same lump to make one part a vessel unto honor, and another unto dishonor?