Have Thine Own Way Lord

Have Thine own way, Lord, have Thine own way

Thou art 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

Hold o'er my being absolute sway

Fill with Thy Spirit till all shall see

Christ only, always, living in me

Have Thine own way, Lord, have Thine own way