Cantique : Lie still, Him thee mould let and

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Lie still, Him thee mould let and