Mold Me
-Linda Moore

Lord, I am a lump of clay in your hands
for you to do with as you will.
Make me into the person you want me to be...
I promise I will be still.

 Mold me, shape me, poke me, and prod me -
whatever you need to do.
Do whatever it takes to make me yours, Lord;
I want to be completely new.

 Mold me into your vessel, Lord,
that can do your perfect will.
Pour into me your holy spirit,
until I have had my fill.

 Fill me with your Holy Spirit
as much as I can hold.
And when I am full, Lord,
then help me to be bold.

 Help me to speak your holy words;
help me to obey your commands.
Help me to witness to others
even with all the earthly demands.

 And when your holy work is done
and I am drained that day,
I will ask you to fill me again
and bless this vessel, I pray.

 Help me to do your will, O Lord,
help me to begin.
This earthly vessel loves you, Lord,
so fill me once again.

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