109. Take my life
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 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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