Take Our Lives and Let Them Be

Take our lives, and let them be
Consecrated, Lord, to Thee;
Take our moments and our days,
Let them flow in ceaseless praise,
Let them flow in ceaseless praise.

Take our hands, and let them move
At the impulse of Thy love;
Take our feet and let them be
Swift and beautiful for Thee,
Swift and beautiful for Thee.

Take our voice, and let us sing
Always, only, for our King;
Take our lips, and let them be
Filled with messages from Thee,
Filled with messages from Thee.

Take our silver and my gold;
Not a mite would we withhold;
Take our intellect, and use
Every power as Thou shalt choose,
Every power as Thou shalt choose.

Take our wills, for they are Yours;
No more are they simply ours.
For our hearts are e'er Thine own
They are Now Thy royal throne,
They are now Thy royal throne.

Take our love; oh Lord, we pour
At Thy feet our treasure-store.
Take our lives, and we will be
Ever, only, all for Thee,
Ever, only, all for Thee.

We Love to Tell the Story

We love to tell the story of Israel and God's Love, 
of Jesus and his glory, of The Father up above.  
We love to tell the story, because we know 'tis true; 
He's satisfied our longings as no one else can do.  

Refrain:

We love to tell the story, it is our theme of glory, 
to tell the old, old story of the Father and his love.

We love to tell the story; more wonderful indeed
than all the golden fancies of all the golden streets.  
We love to tell the story, He Lived to bring us near. 
and that is just the reason we tell it now so dear.  

(Refrain)

We love to tell the story, it is our theme of glory, 
to tell the old, old story of the Father and his love.

We love to tell the story; 'tis music to our ears
for now, each time we tell it, He calms our deepest fears.  
We love to tell the story, it tells us of His Word

And how He came from Heaven, to comfort those on Earth.

(Refrain)

We love to tell the story, it is our theme of glory, 
to tell the old, old story of the Father and his love.

We love to tell the story, for though we know it well
we love to oft rehearse it, the Father's love to tell.
And now, in realms of glory, we sing the new, new song, 
for 'tis the old, old story that we have loved so long.

(Refrain)

We love to tell the story, it is our theme of glory, 
to tell the old, old story of the Father and his love.

Resting in the Everlasting Arms

What a fellowship, what a joy we share,
  Resting in the Everlasting Arms!
What a blessedness, what a peace is there,
  Resting in the Everlasting Arms!

Resting, Resting,
Safe and secure from all alarm;
  Resting, Resting
 Resting in the Everlasting Arms.

O how sweet to walk on this King's Highway
  Resting in the Everlasting Arms!
O how bright our path grows from day to day,
  Resting in the Everlasting Arms!

Resting, Resting,

Safe and secure from all alarm;
  Resting, Resting
 Resting in the Everlasting Arms.

What have we to dread, what have we to fear,
 Resting in the Everlasting Arms!
We have peace complete in our Lord so dear,
 Resting in the Everlasting Arms!

Resting, Resting,
Safe and secure from all alarm;
  Resting, Resting
 Resting in the Everlasting Arms.