Empty And Broken, I Came Back To Him
A Vessel Unworthy, So Scarred With Sin.
But He Did Not Despair, He Started Over Again
And I Bless The Day, He Didn’t Throw The Clay Away.

Over And Over, He Molds Me And Makes Me
Into His Likeness, He Fashions The Clay.
A Vessel Of Honor, I Am Today,
All Because Jesus Didn’t Throw The Clay Away.

He Is The Potter And I Am The Clay
Molded In His Image, He Wants Me To Stay.
But When I Stumble And When I Fall, And My Vessel Breaks,
He Just Picks Up All The Pieces, He Never Throws The Clay Away.

Over And Over, He Molds Me And Makes Me,
Into His Likeness, He Fashions The Clay.
A Vessel Of Honor, I Am Today,
All Because Jesus Didn’t Throw The Clay Away.

A Vessel Of Honor, I Am Today,
All Because Jesus Didn’t Throw The Clay Away.