Potter's Masterpiece

(Intro)
(Sound of a slow, rhythmic turning wheel, blending into the bassline)
Mud and water…
In the hands of the Most High.
Yeah.
From the riverbed to the palace, you see.
Listen to the turning.

(Verse 1)
Taken from the riverbed, cold and dark
Mixed with the tears that fell in the heavy park
Just a lump of earth, no shape, no name
But the Father had a purpose just the same
He didn't choose the marble, cold and white
He chose the soil that catches the morning light
Moistened by the dew of the grace of His hand
Placed in the center of a holy land.

(Chorus)
I am the Potter's Masterpiece
Fashioned by the hands of the Ancient of Days
Though the world may look and see nothing but dust
I am molded in the valley of love and of trust
Yeah, the Potter's Masterpiece
Born from the mud, but my spirit won't cease
To shine, to shine for the Master's hand
I am the greatest vessel in all the land.

(Verse 2)
The wheel start turning, round and round
Sometimes it feels like I’m on shaking ground
The pressure of the thumb, it makes me cry
But He’s pushing out the vanity and the lie
He smooths the rough edges, He shapes the rim
I have to surrender my pride unto Him
Every groove and every line that He makes
Is a map of the journey the spirit takes.

(Chorus)
I am the Potter's Masterpiece
Fashioned by the hands of the Ancient of Days
Though the world may look and see nothing but dust
I am molded in the valley of love and of trust
Yeah, the Potter's Masterpiece
Born from the mud, but my spirit won't cease
To shine, to shine for the Master's hand
I am the greatest vessel in all the land.

(Bridge)
(Drums get heavier, almost militant, bassline drives hard)
Then comes the fire! The burning kiln!
Where the strength of the clay is tested within!
Babylon system try to burn I down
But the Potter stands firm, He never run from town!
The heat make it hard, the heat make it strong
If it didn't go through the fire, it couldn't last long!
Burn out the weakness! Burn out the fear!
The Master is watching, the Master is near!
Yeah!

(Verse 3)
Now I’m cool and I’m solid, a vessel of earth
Proving that even the lowest dirt has worth
Babylon wants a cup made of shining gold
But a golden cup can’t hold a broken soul
I hold the water that quenches the thirst
For the traveler walking on the earth, the worst
I have a crack, maybe a scar or two
But that’s just where the inner light shines through.

(Chorus)
'Cause I am the Potter's Masterpiece
Fashioned by the hands of the Ancient of Days
Though the world may look and see nothing but dust
I am molded in the valley of love and of trust
Yeah, the Potter's Masterpiece
Born from the mud, but my spirit won't cease
To shine, to shine for the Master's hand
I am the greatest vessel in all the land.

(Outro)
(Music strips away, leaving just the bass and a soft, echoing skank)
The Potter's hand...
Shaping I.
Mud and water, made divine.
Every scar has a purpose.
Masterpiece.
Don't look at the dust, look at the design.
Yeah.
(Fade out on a single, lingering organ note)

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