Cantique : let Him mould Lie still, and thee

1

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

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

2

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

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

3

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

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

4

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

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

let Him mould Lie still, and thee