詩歌： and let Lie mould Him still, thee

1

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

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

2

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

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

3

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

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

4

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

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

and let Lie mould Him still, thee