Cantique : Him Lie mould and let still, thee

1

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

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

2

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

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

3

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

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

4

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

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

Him Lie mould and let still, thee