Cantique : Lie let still, thee Him mould and

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Lie let still, thee Him mould and