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1 Have Thine Own Way, Lord,
Have Thine own way;
Thou are the potter
I am the clay
Mold me and make me
After Thy will,
While I am waiting
Yielded and still
2 Have Thine own way, Lord,
Have Thine own way;
Search me and try me
Master today,
Whiter than snow, Lord
Wash me just now,
As in Thy presence
Humbly I bow.
3 Have Thine own way, Lord,
Have Thine own way;
Wounded and weary,
Help me, I pray
Power, all power,
Surely is Thine,
Touch me and heal me
Saviour divine.
4 Have Thine own way, Lord,
Have Thine own way;
Hold o’er my being
Absolute sway.
Fill with Thy Spirit
Till all shall see
Christ only, always,
Living in me.
A.A. Pollard