I remember singing this as a young girl. What a beautiful
declaration of self-sacrifice!
Take my life, and let it be consecrated, Lord, to Thee.
Take my moments and my days; 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.
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 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 Lord, I pour at Thy feet its treasure
store.
Take myself, and I will be ever, only, all for Thee.
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The psalmist says, Lord, take my life, my days, my hands, my
feet, my voice, my lips, my riches, my intellect, my will, my heart, my love…all
of me! This is the very epitome of presenting yourself as a living sacrifice.
Father, may this be the posture of our hearts.
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