Cantique : and Him let mould thee Lie still,

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

and Him let mould thee Lie still,