This poem was received from an anonymous reader.
Broken Vessel
All the pieces
Broken and scattered
In mercy gathered
Mended and whole
Empty-handed
But not forsaken
We have been set free
We have been set free
You take our failure
You take our weakness
You set your treasure
In jars of clay
So take this heart, Lord
I’ll be your vessel
The world to see
Your love in me
Amazing grace
How sweet the sound
That saved a wretch like me
I once was lost
but now I’m found
Was blind
But now I see
