When We Are Made of Clay

Oh lord, I am the clay within your hands and you are the potter I just want to serve you oh lord, in your master plan now, wrap your arms around me and through your sweet glory embrace me towards the Kingdom of Heaven for thou art the power and glory but still, don't forsake me Lord shape me lord make me lord just say the holy words and I will obey your commands just, wrap your arms around me and through your sweet glory for thou art with me to be thy rod and staff here to comfort me in your power and sweet glory but don't forsake me Lord shape me lord make me lord just say the holy words and I will obey your commands when we are made of clay