Does the potter's clay
        make the moistening water wet?
Does the spinning wheel
        shape the lump thrown upon it?
Do the newly formed vessels
        tell the kiln how hot to bake?
They got it backwards.
Sigh for those who hide their plans
        far, far from God.
Cry for those who do their deeds
        in the dark of night.
Pray for those who don't care
        whoever sees them.
They got it backwards.
Shall the clay say it is equal
        to the potter?
Shall the vessel shaped claim
        it knows better?
Shall the object formed argue
        it must be something else?
They got it backwards.

Isaiah 29:15-16
Psalm 33: 12a and 15

    See this poem @ His Newsman

by J Alan R
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