Isaiah Chapter 64 Verse 8
But now, O LORD, You are our Father; we are the clay, and You our Potter; And all of us are the work of Your hand. (NASB)
Have Thine own way, Lord; have Thine own way.
Thou art the Potter, I am the clay.
Mold me and make me after Thy will,
While I am waiting yielded and still. (by G.C. Stebbins and A.A. Pollard)
Stephen and Mary
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