Have Thine Own Way

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

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

Search me and try me, Master, today
Whiter than snow, Lord, wash me just now
As in Thy presence humbly I bow