Cantique : let still, Lie thee mould Him and

1

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

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

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

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

3

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

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

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

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

let still, Lie thee mould Him and