“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.” Lord, you have had your way, and I am so thankful that my sister has yielded, and is now still in your loving arms.

“Have thine own way, Lord! Have thine own way! Search me and try me, Savior today! Wash me just now, Lord, wash me just now, as in thy presence, humbly I bow.  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!”