I am an empty vessel,
Lord, fill me up.
I am shattered and broken,
Searching and waiting for you
to make me whole again.
My pieces are stained with grief and pain.
Come Lord and wash me clean.

How can you Lord, love one such as I,
One who has sinned and wanted to die?
Again I cry, Lord come and fill me up.
A broken empty vessel am I.

Copyright (c)2001 Cathy Daugherty

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