
have Thine own way;
wounded and weary, help me,
I pray. Power, all power, surely
is Thine; touch me and heal me;
Savior divine.
=Hymn 212, verse 3 taken from Mission praise=
Lord, oft-times forgetful we may be;
for in our fragile beings we foolishly
die unto ourselves; self recognition
of abusive occurrences we tend
to take upon ourselves. For therein
lie the irrefutable proof that Thy
art THE POTTER, and we THE CLAY.
Hardened resistance doth not
produce a malleable CLAY;
search me and seek me,
Lord I pray.
Amen
©️PSA 5/11/19.
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