诗歌： 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

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

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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

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

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

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

let mould and thee Lie Him still,