Like melted gold,
Like bits of broken clay
The Lord, the master-potter, can mould
And shape our lives according to His will,
After His divine character to fulfil. 
To sculpt, refine, polish,
Our human weaknesses, like dross, to remove
Until Christ in our souls shine through;
It is only when broken, that purity
Can be realised, the soul strengthened;
Made fit to serve God.
When the marble is skilfully chipped
Into unique form, its beauty is revealed;
God, the master potter, breaks and chips each piece of softened clay
Into unique creations, breathing into each design
A unique personality and talent
To suit His purpose for individual lives.
It is in the expression of this individuality
That man serves God best.
The Lord created us to be the instruments of HIS LOVE
To serve and live in loving our fellow-man.