Let Him Mould Thee

1 "Lie still, and let Him mould thee,"
Oh, Lord, I would obey;
be Thou the skilful Potter,
And I the yielding clay.

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

2 In Thy dear hand I'm resting
oh, hold me quiet there;
Then soften me and mould me,
And for Thy will prepare. [Refrain]

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

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

Source: Churches of Christ Hymn Book #411