Vaso de Honra
Léa Mendonça
Vessel of Honor
Not all clay can be a vessel
Not every vessel is used by God
There are vessels for honor
There are vessels that steal God's glory
But the vessel in the potter's hands
Has no appearance, not even a desire
When it prays, the oil overflows
The church gives glory and God sends power
If you are that vessel
Raise your hands and give glory
If you are that vessel
Yes, keep giving glory to God
It's glory that rises, it's glory that descends
The vessel gives glory, miracles happen
Look at the mystery that has just arrived
The man in white sent the victory
Look at the mystery, it's a mystery of fire
Listen to something I'm going to tell you
You didn't come here by chance
A vessel of honor God made of you
Glory!
But the vessel in the potter's hands
Has no appearance, not even a desire
When it prays, the oil overflows
The devil goes away and God sends power
If you are that vessel
Raise your hands and give glory
If you are that vessel
Yes, keep giving glory to God
It's glory that rises, it's glory that descends
The vessel gives glory, miracles happen
Look at the mystery that has just arrived
The man in white sent the victory
Glory!
