5 Jesus comes! he fills my soul! Perfected in love I am! I am ev'ry whit made whole; Glory! glory to the Lamb!
My life, my love I give to thee, Thou Lamb of God, who died for me; Oh, may I ever faithful be My Savior and my God.
Cho.--I'll live for him who died for me, How happy, then, my life shall be! I'll live for him who died for me, My Savior and my God.
2 I now believe thou dost receive, For thou hast died that I might live; And now henceforth I'll trust in thee, My Savior and my God.
3 Oh, thou who died on Calvary, To save my soul and make me free, I consecrate my life to thee, My Savior and my God.
Take my heart, dear Jesus, Make it all thine own, Let thy Holy Spirit Break this heart of stone, And make me all thine own.
Cho.--Take my heart, and let it be Ev'ry moment more like thee; At thy feet I bow; Take my heart just now, And make me all thine own.
2 Take my heart, dear Jesus, Make it pure and clean; Let thy blood, still flowing, Wash away my sin, And make me pure and clean.
3 Take my heart, dear Jesus, Make it white as snow; May the cleansing fountain, May the precious flow, Still keep me white as snow.
Take my life, and let it be Consecrated, Lord, to thee; Take my hands and let them move At the impulse of thy love.
Cho.--Wash me in the Savior's precious blood, the precious blood, Cleanse me in its purifying flood, the healing flood, Lord, I give to thee my life and all, to be Thine, henceforth, eternally.
2 Take my feet, and let them be Swift and beautiful for thee; Take my voice, and let me sing Always, only for my King
3 Take my lips, and let them be Filled with messages for thee; Take my silver and my gold-- Not a mite would I withhold.
4 Take my moments and my days, Let them flow in endless praise; Take my intellect, and use Ev'ry pow'r 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!
Lord, weak and impotent I stand, As fettered by an unseen hand; Break thou the strong and subtle band, And draw me close to thee.
Cho.--Draw me close to thee, Savior, Draw me close to thee; Beneath thy wing do thou me hide, And draw me close to thee.