El Alfarero
Rene Gonzalez
The Potter
The potter is on the wheel
Diligently working the clay
With his very skilled hands he shapes it
For he knows about vessels to his liking
The potter does not make mistakes
He shapes the clay for his delight
We are vessels of his liking and honor
Look well, your vessel is in his hands
He will dwell in vessels of forgiveness
Instruments of his liking and truth
Today let us allow him to fill us with power
With his love and kindness
How I wish that the potter
Would mold me with his spirit and his knowledge
To be a utensil in his treasure
For I want him to find me suitable in everything
He will dwell in vessels of forgiveness
Instruments of his liking and truth
Today let us allow him to fill us with power
With his love and kindness
He will dwell in vessels of forgiveness
Instruments of his liking and truth
Today let us allow him to fill us with power
With his love and kindness
He will dwell in vessels of forgiveness
Instruments of his liking and truth
Today let us allow him to fill us with power
With his love and kindness
With his love and kindness
With his love and kindness
