Cantique : Him and Lie mould thee let still,

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Him and Lie mould thee let still,