We are but clay in the hands of the Potter
Clay formed from dust by our heavenly Father.
Each one he makes is from a new mold
None ever duplicated and none ever sold.
Born from the dust, becoming new beings,
Human flesh, living and breathing.
Each he formed as a unique individual
Living beings! How is that possible?
Each clay formed became a living man,
The gift of life from the potter's hands.
Breathed into their nostrils to make it so
The clay that the potter began to mold.
One made from a rib and the other land
He named his clay a woman and a man
Made in his image and after his likeness,
Made by his hands, the potter of kindness!
Job 33:4, 6
The spirit of God hath made me, and the breath of the Almighty hath given me life... Behold, I am according to thy wish in thy stead: I also am formed out of the clay.