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You made me and formed me into what I am. In the likeness of your image you
created me. My thoughts you know of them before I speak of them. There is nothing hidden that you can not disclose. Mighty hands of works keep molding me into the vessel that you want me to be, for I am surely undone. Mighty hands of works keep cleansing me until there is no more to be clensed so that you may be glorified in me.Mighty hands of works do not stop your work in me. I am indeed unfinished. Majesty and power lies in your hands. There are many works to be displayed in me, so that the peoples may see what you have done. That I may exalt you and lift you higher. |
