Take My Life and Let It Be

Another story behind a hymn...

I went for a lit­tle vi­sit of five days (to Are­ley House). There were ten per­sons in the house, some un­con­vert­ed and long prayed for, some con­vert­ed, but not re­joic­ing Christ­ians. He gave me the pra­yer, “Lord, give me all in this house!” And He just did. Be­fore I left the house ev­ery one had got a bless­ing. The last night of my vis­it af­ter I had re­tired, the gov­ern­ess asked me to go to the two daugh­ters. They were cry­ing, etc.; then and there both of them trust­ed and re­joiced; it was near­ly mid­night. I was too hap­py to sleep, and passed most of the night in praise and re­new­al of my own con­se­cra­tion; and these lit­tle coup­lets formed them­selves, and chimed in my heart one af­ter ano­ther till they fin­ished with “Ever, On­ly, ALL for Thee!” 

~Havergal Manuscripts


“I urge you, brothers, in view of God’s mercy, to offer your bodies as living sacrifices, holy and pleasing to God—this is your spiritual act of worship.” ~Romans 12:1

Take My Life and Let It Be

words by Frances 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
Every power as Thou shalt choose.
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.
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.