Bend Gracefully

My love my King, I am the malleable clay, you are the Potter.

Tire not of moulding me into the specimen of your perfect will.

Grant me wisdom to recognize the stages of your handiwork,

that I may bend gracefully to the touch of your loving hand!

I rest with confidence in your grace my love…

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