G-major
1:
Take my life, and let it be
Consecrated, Lord, to Thee;
Take my hands, and let them move
At the impulse of Thy love.
At the impulse of Thy love.
2:
Take my feet, and let them be
Swift and beautiful for Thee;
Take my voice, and let me sing
Always, only, for the King.
Always, only, for the Kind.
3:
Take my silver and my gold:
Not a mite would I withhold;
Take my moments and my days,
Let them flow in ceaseless praise.
Let them flow in ceaseless praise.
4:
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.
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