Nas Mãos do Oleiro
Gerson Rufino
In the Potter's Hands
God is hurting, but I won't stop
I'm suffering, but I'll worship
It's better for me to break in your hands
My God, I don't understand your work
But I know it's to mold me
I accept your reprimand
Oh, God, you know well who I am
And you know my inner self
I am so fragile, make me better
You are the potter
I am the clay
You can change my being
But make me your image, Lord
You are the potter
I am the clay
I know that despite this pain
I will be a vessel of honor and praise
In the potter's hands
Oh, God, you know well who I am
And you know my inner self
I am so fragile, make me better
You are the potter
I am the clay
You can change my being
But make me your image, Lord
You are the potter
I am the clay
I know that despite this pain
I will be a vessel of honor and praise
In the potter's hands
