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Caedmon's Call
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Hands Of The Potter
Lord if I'm the clay then I've been left out in the sun Cracked and dry, like the mud from the sky Still clinging to the prodigal sun
But I'm on my way back home Yes I'm on my way back home
Into the hands That made the wine from the water Into the hands The hands of The Potter
Lord if I'm the clay then let Your living water flow Soften up my edges Lord So, so everyone will know
That I'm on my way home Yes I'm on my way back home
Into the hands That made the wine from the water Into the hands The hands of The Potter
Lord, when you listen for the song of my life Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Let it be, let it be, a song so sweet Let it be, let it be, a song so sweet Let it be, let it be, a song so sweet Let it be
Lord if I'm the clay then lay me down On your spinning wheel Shape me into something You can fill With something real
I'll be on my way back home And I'm on my way back home
Into the hands That made the wine from the water Into the hands The hands of The Potter
Into the hands That made the wine from the water Into the hands The hands of The Potter
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