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 silver and my gold, not a mite would I withhold;
Take my moments and my days, let them flow in ceaseless praise.
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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