Cantique : Lie mould let and Him thee still,

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Lie mould let and Him thee still,