Tu És Oleiro

You are the potter, oh my Lord
I am clay in your hand
Vessel of honor and praise
Make me, Lord, with your anointing

Come shape me, oh creator
By the word of your power
Humble and meek make me, Lord
Fulfill in me your holy will

In your precepts I want to live
To serve you and please you
By the word come remove
What hinders me from praising you