Cantique : and still, Lie mould let thee Him

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

and still, Lie mould let thee Him