Of this song, composed while visiting Areley House, in Britain, 1874, the creator, Frances Ridley Havergal, once composed:
“There were ten people in the house, some unconverted and long petitioned God for; a few changed over, however not celebrating Christians. He gave me the request: Master, give me all in this house. Also, He recently DID!
Before I went out each one had got a gift. The last evening of my visit, after I had resigned, the tutor requested that I go to the two girls.
They were crying, and so forth. Without further ado the two of them trusted and cheered.
It was almost 12 PM. I was too glad to even think about dozing, and passed a large portion of the night in commendation and reestablishment of my own sanctification; and these little couplets shaped themselves and ringed in my heart consistently until they wrapped up with Ever, just, for You! “
After four years she expressed: “The Master has shown me another little step, and obviously I have taken it with outrageous pleasure.
Take my silver and my gold presently implies transporting off the entirety of my trimmings (counting a gem bureau, which is truly fit for a noblewoman) to the Congregation Preacher House, where they will be acknowledged and discarded for me.
I hold just a clasp or two for everyday wear, which are commemorations of my dear guardians; likewise a memento with the main representation I have of my niece, who died.
Yet, these I recover so the entire worth goes to the Congregation Preacher Society.”
Lyrics
1 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.
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,
Swift and beautiful for Thee.