Perfectly Incomplete

We come as we are Broken jars of clay Vessels healed By Your redeeming grace We come as we are Perfectly incomplete But made whole in You Alone You are the potter We are the clay We are the work Of Your hand You are our healer Bind up our wounds Make the broken whole And make all things new again We come as we are Pressed on every side Scattered by the sin Of Adams pride But we are your children Called to be one Unite our hearts in You By your body and Your blood You are the potter We are the clay We are the work Of Your hand You are our healer Bind up our wounds Make the broken whole And make all things new again Christ stepped into darkness To mend in brokenness Christ emptied Himself To heal the world His body broken Hung upon the cross Dying and rising Rescuing the Lost You are the potter We are the clay We are the work Of Your hand You are our healer Bind up our wounds Make the broken whole And make all things new again His grace repairs our hearts He mends our brokenness He fills our cracks with gold He makes us beautiful He mends our brokenness Through Him we're beautiful