EARTHEN VESSELS
God uses earthen vessels,
All battered and scarred,
As clear ringing bells,
Tho’ the bell is so marred.
It’s the music so clear
With God’s message to tell,
That first catches the ear,
Not the sight of the bell.
God pulls the heart-strings
With His message true,
That even the bell sings,
As tho’ it was new.
God in a marred vessel,
Now that is a pair;
With God ringing the bell
Music fills the air.
The vessel gets older,
But polished inside.
It’s sound is louder
With God there to abide.
Alive, tho’ once crucified!
The sound seems to swell.
Arose to glorify!
Behold a shining bell.
II Corinthians 4:7
— Mrs. Anna Lee Walker
