Vaso do Oleiro

Oh Lord, I am here
Come Lord, break me
Into pieces leave me
Renewed I want to be

Like a vessel in Your hands
Take me my potter
In your house I have come down
Do in me as it seems good to Your
eyes to do

I am before You, and I want to hear You so much
Speak to me, I need it so much
I am the house of Israel and as a vessel I will be, in Your
hands I know I am broken

I know well that I am nothing,
but You are everything in me
For from the dust I was formed
and to dust I will return

Like a vessel in Your hands...