All, All for Thee

All

all for Thee

O take me now en­tire­ly;

Retune each note with Thine own gen­tle hand;

I give my­self afresh in­to Thy keep­ing

To do

or suff­er as Thou shalt com­mand.

All

all for Thee

Sav­ior

All

all for Thee

Oh

take my life in­to Thy hand

Oh

give me Thy Spir­it

And I shall be ho­ly

Then take my life in­to Thy hand.

I give my heart

I long to love Thee bet­ter

Than ev­er I have done in years be­fore;

That all I do may be a joy not du­ty

Lord Je­sus grant it

may I love Thee more.

All

all for Thee

my­self in all my weak­ness

Unfit

alone

the feeb­lest chord to raise;

An in­stru­ment dis­cord­ant

worn and worth­less

But rea­dy to be used to sound Thy praise.

Oh

Mas­ter

by Thine own most ho­ly Spir­it

Send heav’n­ly mu­sic o’er the earth thro’ me;

So true

so beau­ti­ful

so soul re­fresh­ing

That those who hear it

may learn more of Thee.