Scripture Verse

We are the clay, You are the potter. Isaiah 64:8

Introduction

Words: Laur­ene High­field, 1919.

Music: Sam­uel W. Beaz­ley (🔊 pdf nwc).

If you know where to get a good pho­to of High­field (head & shoul­ders, at least 200×300 pix­els),

portrait
Samuel W. Beazley (1873–1944)

Lyrics

Like a ves­sel fa­shioned by the Mas­ter’s hand,
Tho’ your place be low­ly, be ye cleaned and ho­ly;
That among His chos­en you in truth may stand,
Let the Mas­ter use you in His work to­day.

Refrain

Like a ves­sel fa­shioned by His hand,
Let the Mas­ter find a use for you;
Pure and sweet and ho­ly keep your heart for Him;
Jesus wants you to be true.

Come, your all sur­ren­der to the God of grace,
In your needy hour He can give you pow­er;
Made a wort­hy ves­sel, fill your wait­ing place,
Let the Mas­ter use you in His work to­day.

Refrain

Yield to Him the tal­ents of your life so fair,
Follow as He leads you to the one who needs you,
If you would be wor­thy in His love to share,
Let the Mas­ter use you in His work to­day.

Refrain