诗歌： thee let Lie and mould Him still,

1

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

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

2

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

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

3

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

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

4

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

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

thee let Lie and mould Him still,