VESSELS

 

Formed in miry mud and iniquity

Lost in the dark, we ached and wandered--
Hardened, marred and hollowed out:
Of no use to anyone.

Why did our Maker make it so--
Why did our hearts have to break and fall?

That we might know the grace of the Potter's hand--
That we might heed the Father's call.

Shattered to be gathered.
Bound to be released.
O mercy profound, O love so vast--
T'is how all selfish seeking ceased.

The depths of God's goodness cannot be fathomed,
Nor can his word e'er be undone;
The powers of darkness have been defeated:

The everlasting kingdom has been won!

For in darkness we were lost-- bound for Hell,
Helplessly waiting for sin's bitter end--
Yet God in his mercy sent his beloved Son
To purchase his Bride, instead.

On that cruel cross he washed our ruined urns--
On that cross the Lord Jesus healed sin's blight--

Behold: earthen hearts redeemed for glory,
Overspilled with the Father's love, and light.

(~sister Abby Elizabeth)