The Lord is the Potter and I am the clay
So God’s not beholden to me
I truly would rather be molded His way
Than trust in what I want to be
The Lord is a poet, and I am His poem
He’s penning the lines of my life
Rhyming these stanzas is proof that I know Him
His love is the sheath for my knife
The Lord’s a composer and I am His song
A song that I sung out of tune
He’s simply rewriting the notes that were wrong
Like branches in need of a prune
The Lord is the artist and I am the ink
He paints to the songs of the thrush
His Son is the “Thinner” (I’m starting to think)
Removing my sins from the brush
The Lord is our shepherd and we are the sheep
Reproof doesn’t spare us the rod
If sowing rebellion then what do we reap
We reap the correction of God
The Lord’s my director and I’m in His act
Time’s short and the schedule is tight
The Bible’s the script and the standard’s exact
Rehearsing is getting me right
About the Creator
Earl W. Pearl
I’ve been writing poetry (rhyming mostly) since about 2014 and have recently transitioned to writing novels and short stories. My poetry genres are faith, humor, social issues, politics, pretty much any subject matter.
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