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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required * This is a CCM (Christian) song that I wrote for Lifeblood Ministries about 20 years ago, and it WILL be on my upcoming album under my music moniker "Bahku". Please visit my web site for updates @ bahku.com. Thanks! * ~ Isaiah 64:8 "Yet, oh Lord, You are our Father. We are the clay, You are the potter; we are all the work of your hand." Intro - (Verse 1) I've lost touch with all the things that make You real Could be the reason why I'm just not sure Of how I feel inside without You All the stirrings and the hunger in my soul Is only now replaced by carelessness And guilt of who I am and used to be And becoming the reflection that I see I am. (Verse 2) It's taken all my life to insulate my heart I've surrounded it with walls of words And fortresses of self-deception All the battles that I waged within my world Were only vain attempts to help myself Believe that I was changing deep inside But all I did was find new ways to hide (Chorus) I am this man of clay Lord I need you now to mold me Please take me in your sculptor's hands And re-create the one I am. (Verse 3) Is there method to the madness in my life? All the mortar that I've built upon Has crumbled to my feet before me Knowing countless are the times I've turned away Finding temporary refuge in The things that I could spend my senses on Hoping when I turned I'd find the one I am. (Verse 4) I have loved and lost so much as someone new Hoping others would be taken with The person that they wanted me to be Living for the things they couldn't see And not the Truth my Lord had shown to me (Chorus) I am this man of clay Lord I need you now to mold me Please take me in Your sculptor's hands And re-create the one I am. Solo Break - (Chorus) I am this man of clay Lord I need you now to mold me Please take me in your sculptor's hands And re-create the one I am ... This man of clay Lord I need you now to mold me Please take me in your sculptor's hands And re-create the one Re-create the one Re-create the one I am. Outro - Copyright 2002 Tsahaylu Music - ASCAP Copyright © Gregory Richard Barden | Year Posted 2017
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