Verse 1 with Chorus
I used to think I had the power and all control of me
And anything the Lord required, I could make me be.
I forgot that I am only clay, just the pottery
And any kind of lasting change has to come from Thee.
Lord, just fix me til you are satisfied.
I won’t interfere, I’ll step aside.
Ev'ry will of mine you just override.
Lord, I cast myself away...