Have Thine Own Way, Lord

Have Thine own way Lord have Thine own way
Thou art the potter I am the clay
Mould 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 help me my I pray
Whiter than snow Lord wash me just now
As in Thy presence humbly I bow