Cantique : and mould Him Lie still, let thee

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

and mould Him Lie still, let thee