Cantique : still, and Lie thee let Him mould

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

still, and Lie thee let Him mould