Take my life, and let it be
consecrated, Lord, to Thee.
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 love, my Lord, I pour
at Thy feet its treasure store.
Take myself, and I will be
ever, only, all for Thee.
