138. Entire Consecration

Take my life, and let it be,
Consecrated, Lord, to Thee;
Take my hands and let them move,
At the impulse of thy love.

CHORUS
Was me in the Saviour’s precious blood
(the precious blood)
Cleanse me in its purifying flood
(the healing flood) Lord, I give to Thee, my life and all, to be,
Thine, henceforth eternally.

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 for Thee;
Take my silver and my gold,
Not a smile would I withhold.

Take my moments and my days,
Let them flow in endless praise;
Take my intellect, and my use,
Every power 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.