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1
Take my life, and let it be Consecrated, Lord, to Thee; Take my moments and my days, Let them flow in ceaseless praise, Let them flow in ceaseless praise.
DTake
my life, and let it be
Conse
Em
crated,
D
Lord,
A7
to
D
Thee;
Take my
A
moments
A7
and
my
D
days,
Let them
G
flow
in
D
ceaseless
A
praise,
BmLet
A
them
D
flow
G
in
Dcease
A7
less
D
praise.
2
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, Swift and beautiful for 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,
Swift and beautiful for Thee.
DTake
my hands, and let them move
At the
Em
impulse
D
of
A7
Thy
D
love;
Take my
A
feet
and
A7
let
them
D
be
Swift and
G D
beautiful
for
A
Thee,
BmSwift
A
and
D G D
beautiful
A7
for
D
Thee.
3
Take my voice, and let me sing Always, only, for my King; Take my lips, and let them be Filled with messages from Thee, Filled with messages from 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,
Filled with messages from Thee.
DTake
my voice, and let me sing
Always,
Em
only,
D
for
A7
my
D
King;
Take my
A
lips,
and
A7
let
them
D
be
Filled with
G D
messages
from
A
Thee,
BmFilled
A
with
D G D
messages
A7
from
D
Thee.
4
Take my silver and my gold; Not a mite would I withhold; Take my intellect, and use Every power as Thou shalt choose, Every power as Thou shalt choose.
Take my silver and my gold;
Not a mite would I withhold;
Take my intellect, and use
Every power as Thou shalt choose,
Every power as Thou shalt choose.
DTake
my silver and my gold;
Not a
Em
mite
would
D
I
A7 D
withhold;
Take my
A A7
intellect,
and
D
use
Every
G
power
D
as
Thou
A
shalt
choose,
Bm AEvery
D G
power
D
as
A7
Thou
D
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, It shall be Thy royal throne.
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,
It shall be Thy royal throne.
DTake
my will, and make it Thine;
It shall
Em
be
no
D A7
longer
D
mine.
Take my
A
heart;
it
A7
is
Thine
D
own;
It shall
G
be
Thy
D
royal
A
throne,
BmIt
A
shall
D
be
G
Thy
D A7
royal
D
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, Ever, only, all for Thee.
Father, You are my everything today, tomorrow & forever. I love You, I cherish You. I wish I could sing this love song to You all the day of life. Thank You Jesus for saving my soul.
Ditto to Victor Nwaiwu (Rivers, Nigeria) and Ruth Odondi (Nairobi, Kenya). I attend church in Newark, DE where there are some twenty languages spoken; some of the people are from Kenya, Nigeria, India, England, etc. Perhaps it's from England that this wonderful hymn was spread. One way or the other, surely God is everywhere present, very much alive, and in control. Thanks to Hymnal.net, I not only got the words to the hymn but the music.
A truly inspired song that calls for reverence and submission to Him Who has called us unto Himself, to the praise, glory and honour of His Mighty Name, even the Lord Jesus Christ. Amen.
1. Take my life, and let it be
Consecrated, Lord, to Thee;
Take my moments and my days,
Let them flow in ceaseless praise.
Chorus:
For me, You were mocked and crucified;
For me, willingly You bled and died.
Lord, my life and love I willingly outpour
And will serve You ever more.
2. Take my hands and feet, I pray,
For Thy work, to run Thy way.
Take my lips that I may sound
Word of truth to those around.
3. Take my silver and my gold;
Not a mite would I withhold;
Take my intellect, and use
Every power as Thou shalt choose.
4. Make my heart and will Thine own;
They belong to Thee alone.
Take my love; my Lord, I pour
At Thy feet its treasure-store.
5. Take me, Lord, till I've become
Ever joined to Thee as one.
Take myself, and I will be
Ever, only, all for Thee.