Cantique : still, Him thee Lie let and mould

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

still, Him thee Lie let and mould