Cantique : Lie thee let still, Him and mould

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

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

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

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

3

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

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

4

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

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

Lie thee let still, Him and mould