Cantique : still, and thee mould Lie let Him

1

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

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

2

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

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

3

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

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

4

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

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

still, and thee mould Lie let Him