Potter and the clay

I know that You're near when You're so far away
You bring me back down to the place I should be
You hear me when my soul cries out
To You I bow, to You I bow

So shape me and mold me, You are the potter and I am the clay
So take me and guide me, You're the Good Shepherd when I turn away

I try to imagine the picture You see
When You look down from heaven on a person like me
This book is open all day and all night
Paint me into the picture that's good in Your sight.

So shape me and mold me, You are the potter and I am the clay
So take me and guide me, You're the Good Shepherd when I turn away

One day I'll be in a place where You are
And freedom will ring out like a thunderstorm
As I enter those gates and fall into Your arms.

So shape me and mold me, You are the potter and I am the clay
So take me and guide me, You're the Good Shepherd when I turn away