Take My Life and Let it Be Consecrated

Take my life and let it be
consecrated Lord to Thee;

Take my moments and my days
let them flow in ceaseless praise,

Let them flow in ceaseless praise.

Take my hands and let them move
at the impulse of Thy love;

Take my feet and let them be
swift and beautiful for Thee,

Swift and beautiful for Thee.

Take my voice and let me sing
always only for my king;

Take my lips and let them be filled
with messages from Thee,

Filled with messages from Thee.

Take my silver and my gold—
not a mite would I withhold;

Take my intellect and use
every pow’r
 as Thou shalt choose,
Every pow’r as Thou shalt choose.

Take my love my Lord I pour
at Thy feet its treasure store;

Take myself and I will be
ever, only all for Thee,

Ever, only, all for Thee.

Take my will and make it  Thine—
it shall be no longer mine;

Take my heart—it is Thine own,
it shall be Thy royal throne,

It shall be Thy royal throne.



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