The Vessel (Original Song)

A song I wrote following a very difficult time in my life. I survived to find myself looking back to search the path that lead me to, through and beyond the difficulties. I found that I had the gentle guidance and love of God through it all.

I recorded this using the Garage Band program that came with my new Mac. It was pretty cool figuring out that I could use my computer keyboard for the fake "strings" for a track on top of my old 12 string guitar on another track. and record the voice on top of that (never had those capabilities before). I added the clips of some of my own photographs and artwork and also some additional images I found online. I would love to be able to ask permission to use those images if you know who I might ask.

High Quality Link -
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NPxgmvwO-Z0&fmt=18

Obviously, I'm not a songbird nor can I play a decent guitar, but this was an honest effort of expressing something, so I leave it loaded on here. I do hear and see all the flaws, but somehow I think something of value comes through in spite of the flaws. There's an incredible Love that sustains me, God's Love. No matter what comes and goes, He is there. No matter how many times I loose focus and get off course, His Love shines through the darkness to guide me back to a greater understanding of His grace.




The Vessel

To the ground, my tears have fallen,
Mixed with the love, I gave in vain.
The miry clay, now lies swollen
A grave reminder of the pain.

Your loving hands, I am calling
For Thee alone can wrought anew
From this spent and trampled wasteland
Left behind a love untrue.
Left behind a love untrue.

Take the grey
shapeless clay,
new vessel make
teach me Thy way

Tracing steps in the darkness
Back to where I lost my way,
Ever turning in the mist
a path of sorrow was lain.

Your loving hands, I am calling
For Thee alone can wrought anew
From this spent and trampled wasteland
Left behind a love untrue.
Left behind a love untrue.


Across the jagged ledges
the trail lead on through violent storm,
torrents carved away great boulders
and mountain crumbled, before morn.


Your loving hands, I am calling
For Thee alone can wrought anew
From this spent and trampled wasteland
Left behind a love untrue.
Left behind a love untrue.


Take the grey
shapeless clay,
new vessel make
teach me Thy way

Vicki Vaden -March 15, 2007 Copyright -- All rights reserved

Category:

Music

Tags:

• Hope
• Guidance
• God's
• Hands
• Love
• Surviving
• Tragedies
• Gospel
• Alternative
• Original

[kbirdmom]

Lovely song, lovely voice, and thoughtfully chosen pictures. Thank you for sharing your gift with the world. KB

[KitalaWunhpa]

Thanks Karen : )

[davelovesmusic]

Still an incredibly beautiful song to me Vicki...

~David

[KitalaWunhpa]

Hey David, Thanks for all your support! Hope you have been well. I meant to swing by and leave you a message for Memorial Day and somehow I failed to do that. But better late than never, THANK YOU FOR YOUR SERVICE!!

Take Care!

Vicki

[KitalaWunhpa]

Thank you everyone for listening and commenting. I am very touched and encouraged that you took the time to do this! Thanks most of all to DaveLovesMusic for featuring the video on your channel and providing the high quality link that is now in the info section. Wow! This is Cool!

Vicki (Little Pup)

[starshinelilflower]

I really liked this song. Good job.

[perfectpeterpan]

such a gret song

[DebbieRickard]

Very pretty song. I could see this as a song in a movie. :) I write too but just the words... only put a few things to music. When I was a teen, my writing, music and faith in God were what helped me through abuse and lonliness. Thanks for sharing.

[wingswithfaith]

Touches my heart, amazing song.  Thank you.

[kitcarson80]

You have this poet speechless my friend! Absolutely marvelous Little Pup!! Hugs.

[hayaraa]

Trilling, amazing song.

Very good lyrics.

Interesting video art.

Love it :)

[kbirdmom]

You found it! :) I thought I'd commented. :) Hugs - KB :)

[yoursecretphantom]

The heart that sings, is such a beautiful thing. 

I am here, my friend Vicki.

Phantom