The Hymnal

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Take my moments and my days; Let them flow in cease-less praise.

A - MEN.

(See also SEYMOUR, No. 32)

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.

ELMHURST 8.8.8.6.

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, 1874

Edwin Drewett, 1887

10 God

of mer-cy, God of might, In love and pity in - fi- nite,