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beseech you therefore, brethren, by the mercies of God, that ye present
your bodies a living sacrifice, holy, acceptable unto God, which is your
reasonable service. 2 And be not conformed to this world: but be ye
transformed by the renewing of your mind, that ye may prove what is that good,
and acceptable, and perfect, will of God. (Romans 12:1-2)
I
can think of no greater saint of the Lord than Francis Havergal. Not only was
her heart and soul devoted solely to the Lord, but all that she was – her mind,
her eyes, her ears, her mouth, her hands, and her feet – all responded to the
call of the Holy Spirit to serve in the talents bestowed upon her. She was
daughter of an Anglican priest and wrote this hymn in 1874 – in fact, she wrote
many other hymns in that happy year.
I
was surprised to find the hymn included in the 1940 Hymnal owing to the beauty
of its simplicity, but it is indeed to be found there as hymn #408. The hymn
appears with only two verses in the Hymnal, but I have added an additional
verse that offers even greater beauty to its meaning. The tune included in the
Hymnal is HOLLINGSIDE by John Dykes; but there are two other
tunes to which the hymn is sung that I find far more appealing: HENDON by
Henri Malan (1827); and MOZART, by none other than Wolfgang Mozart
(1791).
In
her manuscripts, she thought that others might enjoy knowing how the hymn came
to be written. Below, she tells us in her own words:
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,
&c.; 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
Take My Life and Let it Be Consecrated, Lord To
Thee
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 Thine 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.
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.
I would hate to leave this world with any part of my being left in Hell. In
fact, if our feet, hands, eyes, ears, of mind are left in Hell, the whole body
will be left there as well since God does not divide spoils with the Devil.
Anything laid upon the altar of God is consecrated and Holy; so we must also be
Holy, for God is Holy – and we are a part of Him if we are One with Him. Many
folks make a big fuss about tithing EXACTLY ten percent of their increase in
money to the church coffer; but how about the rest of your being – your time,
your home, your social life, your profession – are these, too, tithed to the
Lord? The compassion of Christ and the Good Samaritan motivated their feet to
move to the point where healing could be rendered. Love moves and motivates the
Christian to action, not simply sympathy. If our feet are dedicated and
consecrated to the Lord, they will be swift to go wherever the Spirit calls;
the hands will administer to all the Spirit reveals; the mouth will be overflowing
with the sweet testimony of the Gospel; and our hours will be filled with
joyful praise and service.
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.
Have you ever felt ‘let down’ by the boring and spiritually dry singing of
hymns in church? Even ‘Onward Christian Soldiers’ sounds like a funeral dirge in
some churches. Why not sing with all the heart and enthusiasm we can muster? Whatsoever
thy hand findeth to do, do it with thy might; for there
is no work, nor device, nor knowledge, nor wisdom, in the grave, whither
thou goest. (Eccl
9:10) Only an
incorrigible malingerer would limit this counsel to the hands for it is
intended for every cell and tissue of our body. Do our very best at labor, at
singing, at sharing the love of Christ, at running to the point of need, and of
thinking on those things that lift and do not oppress. God is not simply
entitled to a tenth of our gold and silver, but ALL of it. He owns us,
therefore, He owns all that we possess bodily, spiritually, and mentally. When
we sing that little hymn at offering time, I SURRENDER ALL, do we mean
it?
The
story is told of a young poor boy of perhaps ten years who felt the need of the
Lord in his heart. He hesitated to enter the doors of the fancy church he
chanced to pass, but the Spirit had a strong hold on him. He nervously entered
the church filled with men, women, boys, and girls, dressed in clean and
radiant apparel. The boy felt very small and worthless in such company. He sat
down in a vacant pew and, though the church was fairly filled with worshippers,
no one deigned to sit by this impoverished and dirty lad. He sat and listened
intently to the sermon from Romans 12. How could he present anything to the
Lord – he had not a penny to his name. When the offering was taken, the boy
took the offering plate in hand to the suspicion and dismay of the more
sophisticated worshippers. He removed his shoes, placed the plate on the floor,
and stood in the plate. It was the only thing he could give, but it was also
all that he had to give. present your bodies a living sacrifice, holy,
acceptable unto God. How do you believe that gift was received beyond the
Gates of Splendor?
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. Take my love, my Lord, I pour at Thy
feet its treasure store. Take myself, and I will be ever, only, all for Thee.
Here is a small misconception in the lyrics. I do not desire for the Lord to
make my will His own. My will is filled with unpleasant and sinful notions. I
want Him to make HIS will to be MY will! The wills we own are by no means free
wills – they are dead wills (in trespasses and sins). I want a LIVING Will that
belongs only to God and granted only by Him. Our hearts become the Temple of
God when He abides within. He is King of Kings and Lord of Lords – a
King is never without sovereignty on His own Throne. One other point: we could
have no love for the Lord to receive if it were not first drawn from the well
of His Love. 7 Beloved, let us love one another: for love is of God; and
every one that loveth is born of God, and knoweth God. 8 He
that loveth not knoweth not God; for God is love. 9 In
this was manifested the love of God toward us, because that God sent his only
begotten Son into the world, that we might live through him. 10 Herein
is love, not that we loved God, but that he loved us, and sent his Son to be
the propitiation for our sins. 11 Beloved, if God so
loved us, we ought also to love one another. (1 John 4:7-11) Yes,
God is the Fountainhead of Love. 19 We love him, because
he first loved us. (1 John
4:19)
The
secret to total surrender to God is found in the mystery of the boundless LOVE
He has bestowed upon His own. The key to obedience, to faith, to grace, to
mercy, to service is bound up in that one great and divine treasure – LOVE!