Lord I'm bringing You my broken pieces
Only You can make me whole again
I'm bringing You my broken dreams
That only You can mend
There's a void so wide in my life
That only You can fill
There's a pain so deep down inside
That only You can heal
If I'm not yet what You want me to be
Remove me from the potter’s shelf again
Break me, shape me, mold me, and then hold me
Until You see the finished work that You desire
Filled with Your spirit, and free from sin
John L. Donelson
Prodigal Son Productions
Copyright © 1998
Look for the entire book, "Those Trying Times" online at www.RevelationsChristianMedia.com
Thursday, May 8, 2008
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