Earthen Vessel
EARTHEN VESSEL
I was just an earthen vessel
broken long ago.
I sat among the thistle
clinging to my woe.
'Til one day a man named Jesus
released me from my gloom.
I was just an earthen vessel,
sitting alone within my tomb.
The instant that He touched me
I was no longer the same.
He filled me with living water
and I was no longer maimed.
He filled me with His love,
and I was instantly changed;
with His touch that healed ten thousand
the Master I regained.
Janet Marie Bingham
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