Thou the consecrated One;
Thou hast satisfied the Father—
Consecration thus was done.
When on earth Thou hadst no pleasure,
Save to do the Father’s will;
Now Thou livest here within us,
Consecration to fulfill.
Consecration’s ram we see,
Burnt for God’s full satisfaction,
Eaten and enjoyed to be.
Thou art now our ram, Lord Jesus,
Offered for the will of God;
By Thy consecration, faultless,
We may walk where Thou hast trod.
Consecrated we become;
By Thy wondrous life within us,
Thy obedience is our own.
No more need we strive and struggle,
Consecrated try to be;
Consecration dwells within us—
Now our part to eat of Thee.
Is nought else but Thee as food:
As we eat Thee and enjoy Thee,
We are all made one with God;
One in will and one in purpose
We become by eating Thee:
As we take and eat Thyself, Lord,
Consecrated we will be.