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Self-Dedication
Take my life, and let it be
Consecrated, Lord, to thee;
Take my hands and let them move
At the impulse of thy love.
Cho.—Wash me in the Savior’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.
2 Take my feet, and let them be
Swift and beautiful for thee;
Take my voice, and let me sing
Always, only for my King
3 Take my lips, and let them be
Filled with messages for thee;
Take my silver and my gold—
Not a mite would I withhold.
4 Take my moments and my days,
Let them flow in endless praise;
Take my intellect, and use
Ev’ry pow’r as thou 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.
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!
Frances Ridley Havergal.