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.

CHORUS

Less of me and more of You,

I surrender, Lord, my life to You.

You are the Potter; I am the clay.

Whatever it takes, Lord, have Thine own way.

VERSE 2

Have Thine own way, Lord! Have Thine own way.
Wounded and weary, help me, I pray.
Power, all power, surely is Thine.
Touch me and heal me, Savior divine.

VERSE 3

Have Thine own way, Lord! Have Thine own way.
Hold o’er my being absolute sway.
Fill with Thy Spirit ’till all shall see
Christ only, always, living in me.