You have made me
As a jar of clay
And I may be hard pressed
But I am not dismayed
Begotten from the dust
I am dirty
And of these waters of life
I'm so unworthy
My ability
Won't get me very far
But my fragility
Is a testimony to who you are
Mold me, make me
hold me,
break me,
hold me
1 | There You Go |
2 | Hope To Carry On |
3 | Bus Driver |
4 | Thankful |
5 | Valleys Fill First |
6 | Lead Of Love |
7 | The Only One |