Try me Lord
You know my heart
Mold me, I'm the clay in Your hands
Lord should I stray from the straight narrow way
And what You would have me to be
Help me to deal with this self stubborn will
That brings out the weakness in me
Try me Lord
You know my heart
Search me here as I am
I'm sure you can see the weakness in me
Mold me, I'm the clay in your hands
Cleanse me now
As I humbly bow
While watching from Heaven above
Lord linger near as You look on these tears
And fill my heart with Your love
Try me Lord
You know my heart
Search me here as I am
I'm sure you can see the weakness in me
Mold me, I'm the clay in your hands
I'm sure you can see the weakness in me
Mold me, I'm the clay in your hands
Mold me, I'm the clay in your hands
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