Master Craftsman
By George Thurlow
| Lord, take this earthly vessel Which is full of me; Empty it completely And fill it up with Thee. Pull down this earthly edifice And build it back again. Reconstruct me to Your liking; Create a brand new man. Smooth out the roughened edges Of this child You call your own, 'Til I reflect my Savior, A perfect polished stone. Put me back upon the potter's wheel Until You're fully pleased, And I've been fashioned in the image You envisioned me to be. I place myself before You And relinquish all control 'Til I'm a finished product, O Master Craftsman of my soul. *This poem was published in Live May 19, 2002, a publication of the General Council of the Assemblies of God (Gospel Publishing House) . **This poem was also put to music by Diane Fenderson and recorded on her CD Then I Met The Master 2014 |
