Cantique : Lie Him let mould thee and still,

1

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

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

2

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

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

3

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

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

4

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

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

Lie Him let mould thee and still,