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1
Take my life, and let it be Consecrated, Lord, to Thee; Take my moments and my days, Let them flow in ceaseless praise, Let them flow in ceaseless praise.
DTake
my life, and let it be
Conse
G
crated,
A
Lord,
A7
to
D
Thee;
Take my
A
moments
A7
and
my
D
days,
Let them
G
flow
in ceaseless
A
praise,
DLet
them flow in
Acease
A7
less
D
praise.
2
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, Swift and beautiful for 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,
Swift and beautiful for Thee.
DTake
my hands, and let them move
At the
G
impulse
A
of
A7
Thy
D
love;
Take my
A
feet
and
A7
let
them
D
be
Swift and
G
beautiful
for
A
Thee,
DSwift
and
A
beautiful
A7
for
D
Thee.
3
Take my voice, and let me sing Always, only, for my King; Take my lips, and let them be Filled with messages from Thee, Filled with messages from 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,
Filled with messages from Thee.
DTake
my voice, and let me sing
Always,
G
only,
A
for
A7
my
D
King;
Take my
A
lips,
and
A7
let
them
D
be
Filled with
G
messages
from
A
Thee,
DFilled
with
A
messages
A7
from
D
Thee.
4
Take my silver and my gold; Not a mite would I withhold; Take my intellect, and use Every power as Thou shalt choose, Every power as Thou shalt choose.
Take my silver and my gold;
Not a mite would I withhold;
Take my intellect, and use
Every power as Thou shalt choose,
Every power as Thou shalt choose.
DTake
my silver and my gold;
Not a
G
mite
would
A
I
A7 D
withhold;
Take my
A A7
intellect,
and
D
use
Every
G
power
as Thou
A
shalt
choose,
DEvery
power
A
as
A7
Thou
D
shalt
choose.
5
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, It shall be Thy royal throne.
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,
It shall be Thy royal throne.
DTake
my will, and make it Thine;
It shall
G
be
no
A A7
longer
D
mine.
Take my
A
heart;
it
A7
is
Thine
D
own;
It shall
G
be
Thy royal
A
throne,
DIt
shall be Thy
A A7
royal
D
throne.
6
Take my love; my Lord, I pour At Thy feet its treasure-store. Take myself, and I will be Ever, only, all for Thee, Ever, only, all for Thee.
Was thinking about success this morning and I remembered this song. My success lies in me giving all of myself to HIM and my actions following the faith that it is already done! Amen. Glory be to God!
I've been singing this song the whole week as I offer my whole being to be used of God. Its very appropriate as one surrenders to God. Praise be to God.
Oh, Africa! Thank you for loving Him and desiring to serve Him and giving Him you life.
The Lord brought this song to mind during devotions and I looked it up because I couldn't remember all the words. Wonderful words of dedication. I pray each of them for myself.
Then I began to read the comments - so many from Africa! I go to Malawi in a few weeks. I pray there will be such love and consecration to God and the Lord Jesus there as well.
1. Take my life, and let it be
Consecrated, Lord, to Thee;
Take my moments and my days,
Let them flow in ceaseless praise.
Chorus:
For me, You were mocked and crucified;
For me, willingly You bled and died.
Lord, my life and love I willingly outpour
And will serve You ever more.
2. Take my hands and feet, I pray,
For Thy work, to run Thy way.
Take my lips that I may sound
Word of truth to those around.
3. Take my silver and my gold;
Not a mite would I withhold;
Take my intellect, and use
Every power as Thou shalt choose.
4. Make my heart and will Thine own;
They belong to Thee alone.
Take my love; my Lord, I pour
At Thy feet its treasure-store.
5. Take me, Lord, till I've become
Ever joined to Thee as one.
Take myself, and I will be
Ever, only, all for Thee.