Verse 1:
D G D
Have Thine own way, Lord
Bm A
Have Thine own way
A7 D
Thou art the Potter, I am the clay
G D D7 G
Mold me and make me after Thy will
(Bdim) D A D
While I am waiting yielded 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
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