The tune, attributed to Mozart, of a much-loved hymn, played on acoustic piano. The words are on the lyrics page, and the picture was drawn by my friend on Death Row, U.S.A.
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Story behind the song
The words signify high aspirations, and it is often said it should not be sung unless you truly mean them. Perhaps this is true of many hymns.
Lyrics
1 Take my life, and let it be
Consecrated, Lord, to thee;
Take my moments and my days,
Let them flow in ceaseless 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.
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.
4 Take my silver and my gold,
Not a mite would I withhold;
Take my intellect, and use
Every power 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 R Havergal (1836-1879)
7 7 7 7 Trochaic
Copied from HymnQuest 2005: CLUE Version
HymnQuest ID: 61452