Song Description

The holy scriptures speak of God as the potter of the clay, i.e., doesn't he have the right to shape our lives since he is the potter and we are the clay? This is a story song revealing a message inside of a common every day like experience.

Lyrics

Last Saturday on Main Street in the fair of the Old Town Mall
Laughter, Ferris wheels and children gathered there in the chill of the fall
Reaching in my popcorn I walked throughout the day
Till? I came to a table with an old man working
The potter and the clay
And I was so much amazed
The more I watched I saw myself inside the clay
Lord you are molding me
This old man was showing me

And his wheel kept turning round and round
The work of his hands were pressing down
Reaching into the inside and pulling out to the outside
Come with me
I want you to see the potter and the clay

I think so much of childhood days or relatives and friends
Memories rolling like a motion picture
Taking me back through the changes once again
So here I am now watching the shaping of this clay
Responding to the skill of years and changing day by day
And I?m still so much amazed
The more I see the Father?s hands inside the clay
Lord you are molding me
This old man was showing me

And his wheel kept turning round and round
The work of his hands were pressing down
Reaching into the inside and pulling out to the outside
Come with me
I want you to see

That the world keeps turning round and round
The work of His hands are pressing down
Reaching into the inside and pulling out to the outside
Oh how I want you to see how the Father can change you
Come with me
I want you to meet the potter of the clay