Cantique : Lie thee Him and let still, mould

1

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

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

2

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

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

3

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

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

4

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

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

Lie thee Him and let still, mould