I saw a vessel broken by sin
Shattered and lonely, no hope to mend
Then came the Potter with loving hand
Reached down to claim it out of the sand

He made it again, made it again
As it seemed good, unto the Potter
Though it was marred, weary, and worn
He took the clay, new life was born

God is this Potter, we are the clay
He's the designer, we the display
Peace and true beauty His works convey,
Only our will stands in His way

O soul, are you living without design
Burdened with sin, no peace of mind
Come to the Savior, helpless and lost
He will redeem through the blood of the cross

He'll make you again, make you again
As it seems good, unto the Potter
Bring him your burden, failure and sin
He has the power to make you again

He made it again, made it again
As it seemed good, unto the Potter
Though it was marred, weary, and worn
God took the clay, new life was born

He has the power to make you again