Like Clay
LaRue
Like clay in a potters hands,
Mold me, Mold me
Like a child in the Father's arms,
Hold me, Hold me
Like a sparrow afraid to fly,
Raise me, Raise me,
This is just between You and I,
I love You, I love You,
Let this song be an offering
Of my love for You
Let myself down upon Your thrown
For whatever You want me to do
CHORUS:
For whatever it takes
And whatever the faith
I will trust You
For whatever the cost
And whatever is lost
I love You
I love You
Lord
Like clay in a potters hands,
Mold me, Mold me
Like a child in the Father's arms,
Hold me, Hold me
Like a sparrow afraid to fly,
Raise me, Raise me,
This is just between You and I,
I love You, I love You,
Let my life be an example
Of Your love for me
I give this world to carry Your cross
And be what You want me to be
CHORUS
If we call out Your name
We shall see Your face
If we sacrifice our lives
We will the grace
CHORUS
Anna: Okay I tried to translate this song correctly, but if I didn't would you let me know thanks. (and sorry if it's wrong) :o)
