Marty Robbins — Have Thine Own Way Lord

[Verse 1] 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 yeilded and still [Verse 2] 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