Take My Life

Take my life, and let it be

Consecrated, Lord, to thee;

Take my moments and my days,

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.

Take my voice, and let me sing

Always, only, for my King;

Take my lips, and let them be

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.

Take my will and make it thine;

It shall be no longer mine.

Take my heart, it is think own;

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.

We sing this hymn often in church, and every time we sing it, it hits me very powerfully.  Do I really do this? Do I really let God take control of my life?  It's not so hard to give God control of some things, but everything... that's a lot harder. I don't mind giving my feet to God sometimes, but couldn't I do with them what I want sometimes?  Is there a 50/50 here? Or even a 70/30?  

We know there isn't.  God wants our all.  He wants everything we do, everything we say, everything we think, everything we have, to be given to Him.

And really, wouldn't we rather everything we have be in His control, our all-powerful Father, then in our own weak and mortal hands?  

Teach me to give it all to you, Father.