Ashton Barber - Treasure (Oil Song)

Treasure in earthen vessels
Cracked and lop-sided
Empty, I'm ready, fill me with
Oil that never runs dry
I know that in my weakness
Your strength is perfected
And the joy of the Lord is my strength so
Fill this emptiness with oil of gladness

Treasure in earthen vessels
Cracked and lop-sided
Empty, I'm ready, fill me with
Oil that never runs dry
I know that in my weakness
Your strength is perfected
And the joy of the Lord is my strength so
Fill this emptiness with oil of gladness

Like it did with the widow, let the oil flow
Like it did with the widow, let the oil flow
Like it did with the widow, let the oil flow
Like it did with the widow, let the oil flow

I will not fill my jar of clay
With things that fail and pass away
But I will overflow
Your Presence, my Treasure
I will not fill my jar of clay
With things that fail and pass away
But I will overflow
Your Presence, my Treasure
My Treasure

Where there's a vessel, the oil still pours
Where there's a vessel, the oil still fills

Written by:
Ashton Barber

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