Take my life and let it be
Consecrated, Lord, to thee:
Take my hands and let them move,
At the impulse of they Love
Take my feet and let them be
Take my voice and let me sing,
Always, only for my king.
Take my lips and let them be
Filled with messages from thee;
Take my silver and my gold,
Not a mite would I withhold
Take my moments and my days
Let them flow in endless praise;
Take my intellect and use
every power as thou shalt choose
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.
Take my love, my God, I pour
At they feet its treasured store,
Take myself, and I will be
Ever, only, all for thee.
francis Ridley Havergal
