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

Filled with Thy spirit 'till all can see

Christ only always living in me