- 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 moments and my days,
Let them flow in endless praise;
Take my intellect and use
Every pow’r as Thou shalt choose. - 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.
"According to my earnest expectation and hope that in nothing I shall be ashamed, but with all boldness, as always, so now also Christ will be magnified in my body, whether by life or by death. For to me, to live is Christ, but to die is gain." Phillippians 1:20-21
Tuesday, March 30, 2010
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