Letras
I was standing on a mountain, two others by my side
Leaning on a fence line, all arms are stretched out wide
Mid-day turned to darkness, difficult to see
A man walked by slowly, stopped in front of me
Pausing just a moment, he thrust a sword into my side
I tried to block his movement, but to a cross I'm tied
My soul drifts slowly upward, as I begin to grieve
I felt a hand lay on my shoulder, then Jesus said,
Believe
Gather all those who are bent and broken
Inform them of the words I've spoken
Tell them of the work I've done, of my divinity
Father, Son and Spirit, [Pause 1s] the Holy Trinity
Moldable clay in the hands of the potter,
Be a source of living water
I awaken in the darkness, standing on my bed
Arms still stretched out wide, thoughts racing through my head
Was this just a dream, could it be true
The old has passed away, life has become new
Like water from the mountains, spread it far and wide
My Lord has come to visit, and through pure joy I cried
Jesus said, Believe
Gather all those who are bent and broken
Inform them of the words I've spoken
Tell them of the work I've done, of my divinity
Father, Son and Spirit, [Pause 1s] the Holy Trinity
Moldable clay in the hands of the potter,
Be a source of living water
Moldable clay in the hands of the potter,
Be a source of living water
My life changed the instant Jesus said [Pause 2s] "Believe!"
May I be a source of living water