Caco Ainda É Vaso

The Lord said to Jeremiah: Go down now to the Potter's house
Because I want to talk to you, but obey and come down first
But when you get there, just be quiet to listen to me
Because today I have a more than glorious experience for you
And when he got there, he immediately stopped to observe
The potter who tirelessly goes to work on his wheels
Suddenly the vase that was made in the hands of the potter immediately broke
He gathered the pieces of shards and modeled a new vase

He placed the shards on the wheel, and at the same time remodeled them
He made a valiant vessel again, just as he wanted
What was supposed to be thrown in the trash, the potter put together with his great love
He decorated it in every detail, bringing it back to its due value
At this time God breaks the silence, at the same moment he shouted from above
Jeremiah in this pottery, listen to my voice
Thus says the Lord

This vessel is the house of Israel, as clay is in my hands
I model the way I want, according to my intention
I make, knead, remake, work
I care, model, my vase as I want
I take the clay then I make a new vase

And if it breaks then I'll rebuild it again
With me the vase will always be protected
Even broken, you will always be with me
I don't care if the vase breaks, I'm the potter and I remake it with love
Regardless of whether the vase is broken
For me it is still a vase, no one touches my pieces

Thus says the Lord to us, listen to my voice today
This house is my pottery, where I work night and day
You are a vase and I am the potter, I am in charge and I do it my way
If you break today, this time I will restore you

You are clay, but I love you, and in this land I call you a son
No one touches you, hurts you, or kills you
If I don't order, because I own you

I'm present in the room now, I arrived to talk to you
You are my vessel, fragile, imperfect, I am here, I am your potter
I take you in my arms, I put your pieces back together, I touch you differently, I fill you with oil

You are my vessel so receive oil
You are my vessel so receive oil
You are my vessel so receive oil
You are my vessel so receive oil

You are my vessel so receive oil
You are my vessel so receive oil
You are my vessel so receive oil
You are my vessel so receive oil

Receive olive oil to cure illness
Receives oil to send liberation
Receive oil and proclaim freedom
Receive this new anointing now

Who said you were despised?
Tossed aside like discarded trash?
Who proclaimed that you are abandoned
You still don't understand that you are my vessel

It's okay if you're broken
Because I came here to restore you
Just give me glory, adore me, exalt me even if I'm broken
For me, the shard is still a vase

You are my vessel so receive oil
You are my vessel so receive oil
You are my vessel so receive oil

You are my vessel so receive oil
You are my vessel so receive oil
You are my vessel so receive oil

It's okay if you're broken
Because I came here to restore you
Just give me glory, adore me, exalt me even if I'm broken
For me, the shard is still a vase

For me, the shard is still a vase