Hymns

Frances Ridley Havergal

Introduction

Frances wrote many hymns. Here are the lyrics of the most popular ones.

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Hymns

Take My Life and Let It Be

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 lips and let them be

filled with messages from thee;

take my silver and my gold,

not a mite would I withhold,

not a mite would I withhold.

 

Take my silver and my gold,

Not a mite would I withhold.

Take my intellect and use

Every pow’r 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 God, I pour

at thy feet its treasure store;

take myself and I will be

ever, only, all for thee,

ever, only, all for thee. —Frances Ridley Havergal

 

Like A River Glorious

Like a river glorious is God’s perfect peace,

over all victorious in its bright increase;

perfect, yet it floweth fuller ev'ry day;

perfect, yet it groweth deeper all the way.

 

Refrain:

Stayed upon Jehovah, hearts are fully blest;

finding, as He promised, perfect peace and rest.

 

Hidden in the hollow of His blessed hand,

never foe can follow, never traitor stand;

not a surge of worry, not a shade of care,

not a blast of hurry touch the spirit there. [Refrain]

 

Ev'ry joy or trial comes from God above,

Given to His children as an act of love;

we may trust Him fully all for us to do;

those who trust Him wholly find Him wholly true. [Refrain]

 

I Gave My Life For Thee

I gave My life for thee,

My precious blood I shed,

That thou might'st ransomed be,

And quickened from the dead;

I gave, I gave My life for thee,

What hast thou giv'n for Me?

I gave, I gave My life for thee,

What hast thou giv'n for Me? 

 

My Father's house of light,

My glory circled throne, 

I left for earthly night,

For wanderings sad and lone;

I left, I left it all for thee,

Hast thou left aught for Me?

I left, I left it all for thee,

Hast thou left aught for Me?

 

I suffered much for thee,

More than thy tongue can tell,

Of bitt'rest agony,

To rescue thee from hell;

I've borne, I've borne it all for thee,

What hast thou borne for Me?

I've borne, I've borne it all for thee,

What hast thou borne for Me?

 

And I have brought to thee,

Down from My home above,

Salvation full and free,

My pardon and My love;

I bring, I bring rich gifts to thee,

What hast thou brought to Me?

I bring, I bring rich gifts to thee,

What hast thou brought to Me?

 

Live Out Thy Life Within Me

Live out Thy life within me, O Jesus, King of kings!

Be Thou Thyself the answer to all my questionings;

Live out Thy life within me, in all things have Thy way!

I, the transparent medium, Thy glory to display.

 

The temple has been yielded, and purified of sin,

Let Thy Shekinah glory now shine forth from within,

And all the earth keep silence, the body henceforth be

Thy silent, gentle servant, moved only as by Thee.

 

Its members every moment held subject to Thy call,

Ready to have Thee use them, or not be used at all,

Held without restless longing, or strain, or stress, or fret,

Or chafings at Thy dealings, or thoughts of vain regret.

 

But restful, calm and pliant, from bend and bias free,

Awaiting Thy decision, when Thou hast need of me;

Live out Thy life within me, O Jesus, King of kings!

Be Thou the glorious answer to all my questionings.

 

Lord Speak To Me

Lord, speak to me that I may speak

in living echoes of your tone.

As you have sought, so let me seek

your erring children, lost and lone.

 

O lead me, Lord, that I may lead

the wandering and the wavering feet.

O feed me, Lord, that I may feed

your hungering ones with manna sweet.

 

O teach me, Lord, that I may teach

the precious truths which you impart.

And wing my words that they may reach

the hidden depths of many a heart.

 

O fill me with your fullness, Lord,

until my very heart o'erflow

in kindling thought and glowing word,

your love to tell, your praise to show.

 

O use me, Lord, use even me,

just as you will, and when, and where

until your blessed face I see,

your rest, your joy, your glory share.

 

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