Have Thine Own Way, Lord



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



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



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

Savior divine