In the hands of the potter
I'm in the palms of the potter who's molding me diligently with ease. I'm safe in his hands. He shapes and molds my iniquities in aligned format in his impeccable timing. He's shaping my future and my destiny. He knows how to amend the pieces of clay together outstandingly.
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In the hands of the potter I'm in the palms of the potter who's molding me…
