Vaso de Valor
Monique Dias
Glass of Valor
Here I am, here I am
Like clay, mold me Lord
Cover me with your love
I recognize that without you I am nothing
My child, I want to speak to you
Descend, for I want to show you
A new vessel I will make of you
And my glory will shine
I will start with your interior
Show you that you are a valuable vessel
I know it will hurt
I have to touch your wounds
Child, surrender everything, leave it in my hands
I am the potter of your creation
You are my vessel, I restore you with my hands
Here I am, here I am
Like clay, mold me Lord
Cover me with your love
I recognize that without you I am nothing
Ooh
Child, surrender everything, leave it in my hands
I am the potter of your creation
You are my vessel, I restore you with my hands
Here I am, here I am
Like clay, mold me Lord
Cover me with your love
I recognize that without you I am nothing
Here I am, here I am
I am your Lord, I come to heal your pain
I cover you with my love
I fill you with my being, I make you overcome
Here I am, here I am
You are my vessel
I restore you with my hands