Return to Him

Elastic 2

Isaiah 64:8
New International Version (NIV)

8 Yet you, Lord, are our Father.
We are the clay, you are the potter;
we are all the work of your hand.

Bent for the Better

Sounds like being elastic
Might be a very good thing
We’re all pulled like a cable
Or compressed like a spring

The kids are always screaming
The grandparents want us to spend more time
The creditors are constantly calling
Right up the wall I want to climb

The car broke down on the highway
The plumbing’s beginning to leak
Our insurance just got cancelled
I wanted to run away and shriek

So to be able to snap right back
That’s something we sure can use
Cause life can stretch us to the point
We’d like to run off and be a recluse

But Lord, when it comes to my sinful ways
Please don’t let me go back like I’ve been
But mold me like a piece of art
And forge me until I bend

It’s painful to get made anew
It goes against my will
But do not fail to shape me
And make me better still

©2017 by William Pierce


Lay Your masterful hands upon us and forge from us new lives. Lives worthy of Your touch, worthy of Your caress, worthy of Your love. Help us to be clay that is bendable but that holds its shape.

Thank You, Lord for all things.

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