Kari Jobe. Kari Jobe. Take My Life. Zeneszám

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

Take my feet and let them be
Swift and beautiful for Thee
Take my voice and let me sing
Always, only for my King
Always, only for my King

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

Take my will it is Thine own
It shall be Thy royal throne.
Take my heart it is Thine own
It shall be Thy royal throne
It shall be Thy royal throne

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

(Thanks to Judit for these lyrics)