Cantique : Lie mould Him thee still, and let

1

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

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

2

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

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

3

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

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

4

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

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

Lie mould Him thee still, and let