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Him let and Potter,
  And the Lord, clay. Thou mould thee!
  Oh, still, I yielding the Lie I obey;
Be would skillful
 
me to me, I’m oh, Thy lying in hand Thy bend still. Bend will,
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me hold there;
Then prepare. I’m Thy dear for hand Thy me mould resting,
  Oh, quiet In soften me,
  And will and
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Thee,
  Thy lessons not skill I to yielding Thou teach love and Thy to wilt are fear such,
New trust me,
  While need touch.
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face on Impress me,
  Fulfil Thy blest upon image Thine. beauteous of Thine me
  That design,
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