I want to go down to
the potters house
Does anyone know the way?
They tell me the potter can make me over
By just remolding the clay.
I was there once
before, I remember it well
At an old fashioned alter I met him
My life was a wreck I was sinking in sin
Then he made me over, when I let him.
Now I'm trying so
hard to get there again
I seem to of lost my way
I've drifted so far and I need to get back
So he can make me over this day.
Oh where is the
I need to get back on the wheel
And though it will hurt to be molded again
Once again I will be in His will.
Carrie Kinyon 2002