El Alfarero

Before creation
And the chaos of the universe
You existed in my heart
Before the sun was born
You shaped my life from dust
My soul was chosen by you
I come with empty hands
But I want to be your vessel

And I am just clay
I'm on the wheel
Mold me today
Break me if it's necessary

And I am your cup
A new creation
I am God's work
In the hands of the potter

You gathered my pieces from the ground
When no one else wanted to do it
You took my life in your hands
You restored me, you made me new
Now I have hope
I have no fear of tomorrow
In the hands of the great potter
I am secure, in His eternal love

And I am just clay
I'm on the wheel
Mold me today
Break me if it's necessary

And I am your cup
A new creation
I am God's work
In the hands of the potter

And God took the pieces
Of my broken heart
He made me a new vessel

And I am just clay
I'm on the wheel
Mold me today
Break me if it's necessary

And I am your cup
A new creation
I am God's work
In the hands of the potter