Cantique : still, thee let mould Lie and Him

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

still, thee let mould Lie and Him