Hymn: still, and thee mould Him Lie let

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

still, and thee mould Him Lie let