Take My Life

This poem was written by a young girl named Frances R. Havergal.  Now a hymn, the words have been playing around in my mind a lot lately and it has become one of my preyers that I sing to our Lord.  How hard it is to truly give up everything we have to our very selves, but of how very much worth it is.  A lovely friend of mine once told me that no one has ever regretted surrendering themselves wholly to the Lord and I know she was right.  It is difficult, but it is only once we give up the struggle for control that Jesus can truely shine out of our lives for the world to see.

Take my life, and let it be consecrated, Lord, to Thee.
Take my moments and my days; 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.

Take my voice, and let me sing always, only, for my King.
Take my lips, and let them be filled with messages from Thee.
Take my silver and my gold; not a mite would I withhold.
Take my intellect, and 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.