All that I have and everything that I am...
Take My Life And Let It Be
Frances R. Havergal
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.
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 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 silver and my gold: Not a mite would I withhold; Take my intellect, and use
Ev'ry pow'r as Thou shalt choose. Ev'ry 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. 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. Ever, only, all for Thee.
Frances R. Havergal
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.
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 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 silver and my gold: Not a mite would I withhold; Take my intellect, and use
Ev'ry pow'r as Thou shalt choose. Ev'ry 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. 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. Ever, only, all for Thee.
God doesn't want mere rituals. He doesn't want us to be Christians for one hour on Sunday. He doesn't want us to read the Bible in the morning and forget what was said before we even close the cover. He doesn't want a hurried, thoughtless prayer in the morning before we set off and go and do what we want to do. He couldn't care less about any of those things if we:
"honor Him with our lips, but our hearts are far from Him."
Isaiah 29:13.
Isaiah 29:13.
God wants all of me!
He wants my heart. He wants my life. He wants my dreams. He wants to be my dream! He wants my will. He wants my plans. He wants my love. He wants to be my only God. He wants me, and all of me; everything that I have and am. He wants to be my everything. He wants to completely fill me and my life. He wants my total loyalty. He wants to burn like a raging fire in my heart.
God wants all of me; everything there is and all that I have and everything that I am...He wants.
"Were the whole realm of nature mine
That were an off'ring far too small
Love so amazing so divine
Demands my soul my life my all"
-The Wonderful Cross
That were an off'ring far too small
Love so amazing so divine
Demands my soul my life my all"
-The Wonderful Cross
posted by Jim at
3/01/2005
1 Comments:
I LOVE this hymn..it is one of my absolute favorites! I think there is a new version of it by David Crowder...not sure.
I love the line about how God wants to be your dream....It reminds me of how God has told me before..."let me dream over you."
Good stuff
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Amy_Kathleen, at 3/15/2005
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