Cantique : mould Lie Him still, thee let and

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

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

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

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

3

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

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

4

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

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

mould Lie Him still, thee let and