Cantique : thee Lie and mould Him let still,

1

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

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

2

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

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

3

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

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

4

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

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

thee Lie and mould Him let still,