Vessel
There is a difference in those who walk with God
He doesn't introduce himself, it's God who says who He is
Knows his place as he was well instructed
Knows that the contrite God will not despise
He is not a vessel of gold, for the glory is not his
A vessel of silver time will overshadow
A vessel of wood the fire would not bear
A vessel of clay is what I will call you today
It's raw material taken from the ground
I bring down what I exalt in my hand
I throw into the fire seven times to be firm
But I break you again if I don't like
I bring down I exalt I make you cry
I reveal my mysteries so you won't be deceived
But a warning tonight I want to give
Don't touch this vessel so God won't demand
Don't touch this vessel so God won't demand
Don't touch this vessel so God won't demand
It's in the potter's hand let him deal with it
Don't touch this vessel so God won't demand
There's a secret, there's a moan, a cry in the soul
That only your potter can understand
While the vessels are spinning, moving
The potter is treating them to be filled
Don't touch this vessel so God won't demand
Don't touch this vessel so God won't demand
It's in the potter's hand let him deal with it
Don't touch these vessels so God won't demand
