A Precious crystal on display
Reflecting light shining in the place
Then suddenly falling to the floor
There to lay and to shine no more
Broken pieces
Broken pieces
Broken pieces
Broken pieces
The potter He sits and works with the clay
Molding and making the perfect shape
Struggling and toiling till the work is done
Only to find out that He must remain
Thou art the potter
I am the clay
Mold me and make me
Have thine own way
Steven Hodge - Broken Pieces Lyrics
Steven Hodge - Broken Pieces Lyrics
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A Precious crystal on display
Reflecting light shining in the place
Then suddenly falling to the floor
There to lay and to shine no more
Broken pieces
Broken pieces
Broken pieces
Broken pieces
The potter He sits and works with the clay
Molding and making the perfect shape
Struggling and toiling till the work is done
Only to find out that He must remain
Thou art the potter
I am the clay
Mold me and make me
Have thine own way
Reflecting light shining in the place
Then suddenly falling to the floor
There to lay and to shine no more
Broken pieces
Broken pieces
Broken pieces
Broken pieces
The potter He sits and works with the clay
Molding and making the perfect shape
Struggling and toiling till the work is done
Only to find out that He must remain
Thou art the potter
I am the clay
Mold me and make me
Have thine own way
Writer: Steven Hodge
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Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, O/B/O DistroKid