One Day Throughout The Market Place A Potter Searched And Roamed He Was Looking For A Vessel To Purchase For His Own There Were Many Brought Before Him There All Shiny, Bright And New But He Shook His Head And Told Them, No These Vessels Will Not Do Bring Me Broken Vessels; Shattered Pieces Made Of Clay Bring Me Broken Vessels; Ones the World Has Thrown Away I Will Take Them in My Able Hands and Make Them Over New Just Bring Me Broken Vessels, and See What I Can Do I Once Was Lost and Scarred By Sin Until I Realized Unless I Sought the Master's Touch My Soul Would Not Survive So I Brought My Vessel As It Was And Gave Him Full Control And Now I'm Bound For Heaven And My Vessel Overflows! (End) I Will Take Them in My Able Hands And Make Them Over New Just Bring Me Broken Vessels, And See What I Can Do