M's Poetry
God's Clay
For we are God's fellow workers: ye are God's husbandry, God's building.
-1 Corinthians 3 and 9
God's Clay
Mold me sweet Jesus
into everything you want me to become
every facet of praise
let me lift my hands
all glory to the highest
the most sacred name
I am God's clay
I was born in sin
with pain came my valleys
but my strength
You gave me from within
you filled my spirit
with enough hope
to sail the seas of my life
to lift my demons
You are my teacher
my soul is your focus
every day I am involving
because I am God's clay
my body, my temple
You are my tenant
the spirit of You lives
in the flesh of us all
You are just doormat in some
but that is never your fault
comfort and stability
You are the one force
that allows me to breath
I am a miracle, I am special
all because You made me
2007@ Megan Watkins
-1 Corinthians 3 and 9
God's Clay
Mold me sweet Jesus
into everything you want me to become
every facet of praise
let me lift my hands
all glory to the highest
the most sacred name
I am God's clay
I was born in sin
with pain came my valleys
but my strength
You gave me from within
you filled my spirit
with enough hope
to sail the seas of my life
to lift my demons
You are my teacher
my soul is your focus
every day I am involving
because I am God's clay
my body, my temple
You are my tenant
the spirit of You lives
in the flesh of us all
You are just doormat in some
but that is never your fault
comfort and stability
You are the one force
that allows me to breath
I am a miracle, I am special
all because You made me
2007@ Megan Watkins