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Man, each of us
held in the potter’s hands
the stuff of clay alone
held in his hands

Children of the king
sheep of his flock
even when we rebel
stray into the dark

Called by our shepherd
back into the fold
his arms open wide
when we come back home

His grace alone
nothing we deserve
brings us into the family
brothers, sisters with our Lord



April 24, 2010



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