Clay and Grace

(humm-mmm, oh-ooh)

Another night

in the quiet dark

Staring at the pieces of my broken heart

I cried to the ceiling,

felt so alone

Like a valley of dry and dusty stone

But the Potter takes the shattered clay

And molds it gently anyway (oh-ooh)

You are the Shepherd

in the deepest night

Turning my tears

into holy light

When earthly love

walked out the door

Your grace said I am worth so much more

Now these dry bones

are starting to rise

Looking at the promise

in Your eyes

You bind every wound,

You heal the scar

No matter how broken

we think we are

Even in the valley,

You are enough

Stronger than the wind,

deeper than the rough

(yes You are)

You are the Shepherd

in the deepest night

Turning my tears

into holy light

When earthly love

walked out the door Your grace said I am worth so much

more

Jesus is enough

for me

My restoration,

my victory

(mm-mm-hmm, thank You Lord)