Hymn: Lie thee Him let mould still, and

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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,
While

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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

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

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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.

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

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

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

Lie thee Him let mould still, and