Cantique : and mould thee Him still, let Lie

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

and mould thee Him still, let Lie