Cantique : Him and let mould thee still, Lie

1

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

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

2

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

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

3

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

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

4

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

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

Him and let mould thee still, Lie