Clay in the Potter's Hand
Genre: Afro Soul × R&B × Contemporary Gospel
Theme: Surrender, transformation, hope, and trusting God through every season.
Written by: Patrick Muzondi Makamo
Verse 1
I came to You with broken dreams,
Pieces scattered on the ground.
I thought my story had reached its end,
Until Your love came looking for me.
You saw beyond my deepest scars,
Beyond my failures and my shame.
With gentle hands You lifted me,
And called me by my name.
Pre-Chorus
Though I don't understand Your ways,
I know Your heart is full of grace.
You're shaping me for greater things,
Even through the fire.
Chorus
I'm clay in the Potter's hand,
Mold me, Lord, just as You planned.
Break what needs to be made new,
Shape my heart to follow You.
Though the wheel may turn again,
I know it's working for my good.
I'll trust the hands that fashioned me,
The Potter knows just what I need.
Verse 2
Some days the pressure feels so strong,
Some nights I wonder, "How long?"
But every tear becomes a seed,
Growing into destiny.
You're removing fear and pride,
Replacing them with faith inside.
Every trial is preparing me,
For the purpose You designed.
Pre-Chorus
When I cannot see the way,
Your faithful hands will never stray.
You're making something beautiful,
Out of all that's broken.
Chorus
I'm clay in the Potter's hand,
Mold me, Lord, just as You planned.
Break what needs to be made new,
Shape my heart to follow You.
Though the wheel may turn again,
I know it's working for my good.
I'll trust the hands that fashioned me,
The Potter knows just what I need.
Bridge
If You must break me,
Break me with love.
If You must change me,
Lead me from above.
Take away my selfish ways.
Fill me with Your truth each day.
Make my life reflect Your light,
Until Your glory shines so bright.
You are the Potter.
I am the clay.
I'll follow You
Every single day.
Worship Moment
Not my plans.
Not my pride.
Only You, Lord, be glorified.
Take my heart.
Take my soul.
Make me into what You behold.
Final Chorus (Key Change)
I'm clay in the Potter's hand,
Held securely by Your loving hands.
Every crack and every scar,
Shows the greatness of who You are.
You are making me brand new,
Faithful, holy, strong, and true.
Until the day I see Your face,
I'll trust Your love, I'll trust Your grace.
Outro
The Potter never throws away the clay.
He restores.
He reshapes.
He renews.
So I will not fear the process.
I will trust the One who formed me.
I'm clay in the Potter's hand.
And His hands will never let me go.