Hymn: still, Him and Lie let thee mould

1

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

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

2

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

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

3

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

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

4

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

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

still, Him and Lie let thee mould