Hands of the Potter
by Caedmons Call
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capo 5
Intro: D Dsus D Dsus
G D Dsus D
Dsus D Dsus
Lord, if I'm the clay then I've been left out in the sun
G G/B
Cracked and dry, like mud from the sky
D Dsus D Dsus D Dsus D
Still clinging to the prodigal sun
Bm G A
But I'm on my way back home
Bm G A
Yes I'm on my way back home
D D/F# A A/F# G
Into the hands (in to the hands)
D D/F# A A/F# G
That made the wine (the wine) from the water
D D/F# A A/F# G
Into the hands (in to the hands)
A
The hands of the Potter
G D Dsus D
Dsus D Dsus
Lord, if I'm the clay then let your living water flow
G G/B
Soften up my edges Lord
D Dsus D Dsus D Dsus D
So everyone will know
Bm G A
That I'm on my way back home
Bm G A
Yes I'm on my way back home
G D
And Lord, when you listen for the song of my life
D Bm G A
Let it be, let it be a song so sweet
D Bm G A
Let it be, let it be a song so sweet
D Bm G A G
Let it be, let it be a song so sweet, let it be
Lord, if I'm the clay that lay me down
On your spinning wheel
Shape me into something you can fill
With something real
And I'll be on my way back home
Yes I'm on my way back home
