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| Take My Life And Let It Be |
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| Take my life and let it be |
| Consecrated, Lord, to Thee; |
| Take my moments and my days, |
| Let them flow in ceaseless praise, |
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| 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, |
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| Take my voice, and let me sing |
| Always, only, for my King; |
| Take my lips, and let them be |
| Filled with messages from Thee, |
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| Take my silver and my gold; |
| Not a mite would I withhold; |
| Take my intellect, and use |
| Every power as Thou shalt choose, |
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| 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, |
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| 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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