Cantique : thee mould Him and let still, Lie

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

thee mould Him and let still, Lie