Within My Clay (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Held within my clay the treasure of my faith my belief in Christ the coming of the King The Advent ...
Held within my clay the treasure of my faith my belief in Christ the coming of the King The Advent ...
Humble vessels to hold such treasure the love of God filling our hearts Rich blessings washing over us living waters ...
Our clay jars holding the story of the Messiah God come to the earth December 7, 2010 2 Corinthians 4:1-10 ...
Near or far giving to others tithing our gifts around the world Helping our neighbors those close by us offering ...
The treasures of Heaven the love of God God alive within us indwelling in our hearts Earthen vessels only flawed ...
Chipped, cracked vessels flawed pitchers of our bodies yet holding the waters the treasures of God's gifts We are to ...
Our bodies, our lives only cracked vessels yet holding such treasure the gifts of our Creator in giving us His ...
Not ourselves, our worth, we proclaim Christ the Savior of the world descended to the earth to show us the ...
As our pastor called us if we wanted to come coming to the altar rail bringing him with her Christmas ...
The root shall grow the branch of Jesse the righteous shall be born in the City of David Just as ...
Within the body of my clay the hope I hold dear the love of Christ come down the grace of ...
Our earthy vessels made with humble clay filled with Faith with the presence of Almighty God The truth of the ...
In our clay jars treasure beyond measure the gift of salvation beating in our hearts Christ come down God with ...
The first Christians becoming fishers of men the disciples before us going out into the world Those earthen vessels flawed ...
The body of Christ the church yet living earthen vessels of faith Holding treasures sharing love Christ poured out out ...
What we carry the treasure in our clay vessels the faith of the ages the Word, alive living in our ...
What is it that you carry especially in this season in the clay vessels of our bodies out into the ...
Within my clay the skin of my presence my body, my spirit holding onto such treasure in humble, simple vessels ...
Walking beside me offering me a bulletin a welcome as I entered in entering with them the saints resting here ...
The picture on the bulletin the devastation caught in miniature a handful of people standing before a bit of rubble ...
Piercing eyes, that smile natty attire, just so, sharing a moment with you in passing the peace a bit of ...
No lights at all no electricity, no flames no stars in the sky true darkness Christ coming into world just ...
The light, the word a new creation just as at the beginning the light from above God in his creation ...
Like the others the children in the bulletin adding the name sharing with the congregation the other special child Announcing ...
In our prayers, in stopping to give thanks certain to honor God, to whom we are thankful from whom all ...
The words of our forefathers, at the first Thanksgiving at the beginning of our nation in the midst of civil ...
Be holy, pious follow the path walked by the Savior, not out of obligation, out of duty Walk the narrow ...
Leading us to our seats, watching the congregation, caring for the flock from the back of the sanctuary, from the ...
In my trade, you never are to ask these kinds of questions, questions where you don't know the answer, those ...
The poster with my picture on it Is hanging on the bulletin board in the Post Office. I stand by ...
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