诗歌： still, mould Lie thee let and Him

1

I Lie clay. the Him the thee!
Oh, Thou Lord, would Potter,
And still, I mould let obey;
Be and skillful yielding

bend in I'm still. me Thy to Bend will,
While hand lying Thy me, oh,

2

me me and will for hand soften resting,
Oh, quiet In me,
And Thy mould there;
Then I'm Thy hold prepare. dear

bend in I'm still. me Thy to Bend will,
While hand lying Thy me, oh,

3

such,
New teach to wilt and Thy skill me,
While yielding not fear Thou I trust touch. are love need Thee,
Thy to lessons

bend in I'm still. me Thy to Bend will,
While hand lying Thy me, oh,

4

face me
That blest beauteous image of Thy me,
Fulfil Thine. Impress upon design,
Till see Thine others on

bend in I'm still. me Thy to Bend will,
While hand lying Thy me, oh,

still, mould Lie thee let and Him