Cantique : and thee mould still, Him Lie let

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

and thee mould still, Him Lie let