Like Clay
(Phillip and Natalie Larue)
Like clay in the potter’s hands/ Mold me, mold me/ Like a child in the father’s arms/ Hold me, hold me/ Like a sparrow afraid to fly/Raise me, raise me/ This is just between You and me/ I love You, I love You
Let this song be an offering of my love for You/ I lay myself down upon Your throne/ Just to do what you want me to do
Whatever it takes/ And whatever the faith/ I’ll trust You/ Whatever is cost/ And whatever is lost/ I’ll love You, I’ll love You, oh Lord
Let my life be an example of Your love for me/ I laid my world down just to carry Your cross/ And to be what You want me to be
You know I love You
If we call out Your name/ We should see Your face/ If we sacrifice our lives/ We’ll see that grace
|
|
