Cantique : still, let thee mould Lie Him and

1

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

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

2

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

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

3

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

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

4

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

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

still, let thee mould Lie Him and