Cantique : and let Lie still, Him mould thee

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

and let Lie still, Him mould thee