let mould and thee Lie Him still,

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the skillful Thou yielding Him clay. Lord, Lie I the obey;
Be still, thee!
  Oh, and mould Potter,
  And would let I
 
lying Thy hand Bend bend still. in Thy I'm me, to will,
While me oh,
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prepare. Thy dear hand me,
  And Thy soften mould for there;
Then me hold I'm quiet resting,
  Oh, and me In will
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need me,
  While lessons fear such,
New love to not and wilt Thou touch. yielding to teach Thy Thee,
  Thy skill are trust I
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me,
  Fulfil blest Thine. face me
  That image of Thine see upon on beauteous Impress Thy design,
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