[Verse 1] [false start]
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
...too high
Take five, "Have Thine Own Way", take five

[Verse 1]
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 presеnce, humbly, I bow

[Verse 2]
Have Thine own way, Lord, havе Thine own way
Hold o'er my being absolute sway
Fill with Thy Spirit 'til all shall see
Christ only, always, living in me