Vanity Vanity

Verse 1: Like a child with weights tied to his feet Learning to walk on an uneven street Even when the chains are gone The struggle to move lingers on Chorus: I didn’t shape myself, I’m just the clay In the hands of the potter, molded this way All I’ve been through made me who I am But the credit’s not mine, it’s part of His plan Verse 2: Raised to shout, “Look what I can do!” Chasing vanity, but what’s the use? Why should the stone admire its form When the sculptor’s hands kept it warm? Chorus: I didn’t shape myself, I’m just the clay In the hands of the potter, molded this way All I’ve been through made me who I am But the credit’s not mine, it’s part of His plan Bridge: I won’t degrade what’s been bestowed Acknowledging greatness, but I don’t own He called me from the womb, you see Placed His heart inside of me Verse 3: An augmented soul, awakening inside A son’s heart where His love resides He wears me like a glove, so close Letting go of vengeance I once chose Chorus: I didn’t shape myself, I’m just the clay In the hands of the potter, molded this way All I’ve been through made me who I am But the credit’s not mine, it’s part of His plan Outro: Let them see what they will see Their judgments aren’t for me I’ve spent my strength on vanity Now my recompense is with Divinity