Have Thine Own Way

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 presences, 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, Saviour divine

Have Thine own way Lord, have Thine own way
Hold over my being, absolute sway
Fill with Thy Spirit, til all shall see
Christ only, always, living in me