Be as simple as a rose submitted to her loving Gardener, He who knows her purpose and prunes her with tender care, preparing her for His clay, dipping her in the wet clay mixed with Living Water so He may cleanse you, wash you, and make you ready for His loving refining fire.
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LYRICS:
We're roses in the clay, being gathered in our lover-shepherd's arms
We're roses in the clay, being held in the arms of our Father
We're roses in the clay, being molded in the hands of our Potter
We're roses in the clay, being sent through the kiln of Refiner's fire
We're roses in the clay, being gathered, being held, being molded
We are roses being sent through the kiln of Refiner's fire
We're roses in the clay