It’s like we’re sitting in the dark and we don’t know it Like we’re hidden behind a veil and we don’t know it Just like a baby in the womb They don’t know there’s more There’s more than just the darkness Just like that baby in the womb Forming fingers and toes The hand of the Potter Is forming and molding It’s like we’re sitting in the dark and we don’t know it
Words and music by Misty Edwards
Behind the Song: 'It’s just a little clip of a song that ties into so many of the songs on this record. The 90-year-old man at the end of his life is still an infant compared to the scope of living eternally, and we can’t even grasp what that is yet, but while we’re here, the hand of the potter is forming us and molding us.' - Misty