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Have thine own way, lord, have thine own way, |
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Thou art the potter, i am the clay, |
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Mold me and make me, fester thy will, |
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While i am waiting, gilded and still. |
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Have thine own way, lord, have thine own way, |
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Search me and try me, master today, |
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Whiter than snow, lord, push me just down, |
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As in thy presence humbly i bow. |
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Have thine own way, lord, have thine own way, |
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Wounded and weary, help me i pray, |
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Power of power, surely is thine, |
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Touch me and heal me, saviour divine. |
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Have thine own way, lord, have thine own |
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Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaa-aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay. |
