Hand Molded . . .

Hand molded,
each little curve
made with love
so God we can serve.

Formed out of clay,
a vessel to be used
in our hearts . . .
God's Spirit was fused.

God is the Potter,
Christ is the mold
and His ways . . .
we're to keep and hold.

Sometimes we crack,
under the pressure
but God will restore
for we're His treasure.

Hand molded,
grace's transformation
renewed in His love
by His sanctification.

Isaiah 64:8
King James Version

"But now, O Lord, thou art our father;
we are the clay, and thou our potter;
and we all are the work of thy hand."