Cantique : Him mould thee and let Lie still,

1

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

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

2

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

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

3

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

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

4

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

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

Him mould thee and let Lie still,