A song made by ladislau floriano
A song made by ladislau floriano
There are broken vessels falling
Jesus hears them calling
So many vessels fallen down
Nobody wants to pick them up
Broken, forgotten, left around
Faces turned to the ground
No value given, no love to touch
The powerful walk right over them
Leaving pieces, leaving pain
The vessel loses hope again
Crushed beneath the weight of them
Who think they're more important in His name
But Jesus wasn't just for the rich and grand
The poor were always in His plan
For those who have it all, they can't understand
Why He'd reach into the garbage can
And lift a broken vessel with His hand
Hallelujah, praise Him
Some vessels covered up in dirt
Don't show their real worth inside
In the junkyard of this world that hurts
Considered worthless, considered cursed
But these are the ones for whom He died
But Jesus wasn't just for the rich and grand
The poor were always in His plan
For those who have it all, they can't understand
Why He'd reach into the garbage can
And lift a broken vessel with His hand
Thank You Jesus
There's still a way out for you
Jesus wants to meet you there
He'll change your life, make all things new
Give you bread and living water too
What others wouldn't give, He'll share
Lift up your head right now
So Jesus can see your face
There's no soul He won't allow
No soul that He forgets somehow
He won't forget you in this place
Jesus wasn't just for the rich and grand
The poor were always in His plan
You are precious in His sight, understand
He'll reach into the garbage can
And lift you up with His loving hand
Glory, yes Lord
He won't forget you
Amen