Hymn: and Lie still, let thee mould Him

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

and Lie still, let thee mould Him