Lyrics

Verse 1

Just a lump of clay
On the Potter's wheel
Spinning 'round shapeless and unformed
Waiting to be born
A vessel to be used by Him

With gentle skillful hands
Purpose and design
The clay gives way to His will
Waiting to be filled
Waiting to be filled by Him

Chorus 1

Will I be the one
Who holds the water turned to wine
Or will serve the woman at the well
Will I be the one
To be last supper's cup
Or carry the bitter drink to the cross
Whatever the need
Just let me be
Let me be filled by Him

Verse 2

Just a willing heart
In the Master's hand
Listening for a still small voice
Waiting for the call
A life to be used by him

Chorus 2

Will I be the one
To feed a hungry child
Or will I share His love through my song
Will I be the one
To hold the dying hand
Or carry His cross to a foreign land
Whatever the need
Just let me be
Let me be used by Him
Tag
Whatever the need
I want to be
I want to be used by Him