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We are just clay taken from the dust formed by our Father And we are His children We are the pot He is the potter Made in His image to share His glory inside of Heaven We are the clay formed from the dust formed by God our Father He is the sculptor And there is no end to His love He breathed the breath of life into all of us We were formed by the dust He is the portion, the author, the sculptor We praise His holy name From the dirt we came He's inside every one of us Made in His image to share in His glory inside of Heaven We are just the clay formed by His hands He is the author He is the potter We are clay taken from dust Formed by our Father in Heaven We are children of our father We are the church sons and daughters Because He is righteous Forgive us for we are sinners Called for His glory's sake From the dirt we came There's no ending to His love He breathed the breath of life into us We were formed from the dust He sculpted you and me He sculpted you and me Called us for His glory's sake Though his righteous blood was shed To all us the world was forgiven Lord forgive us for we are sinners He did not withhold his shed blood Because He is righteous Forgive us for we are sinners There's no ending to His love He gave up His only begotten son on that cross at Calvary He shed his blood To express his love he shed his blood And rose again There's no ending to His love To have sacrificed his only son On that cross at Calvary He shed his blood To express his love He shed his blood And then rose again We are children of our father We are the church sons and daughters We are the book He's the author We are the clay he is the sculptor We are the pot He's the potter We praise His holy name He's inside of every one of us