My lover is mine and I am his. (Sol 2:16 NIV)

I would give my life and all that that entails for one receptacle of the most precious ointment for the head of my Lord. Yet because he is not here for me to apply this as I so dearly wish, I therefore take myself and all, that I am and have just like you’d take a bunch of grapes and press them to extract their juice and be a most refreshing potion for his elected representatives here on earth – the poor and lowly. You’re invited to follow suit and bring your life’s chalice to the Lord and his chosen ones too that they may drink their fill to their health and your blessing. That’s more than any other earthly bliss and happiness.

Grant us o Lord that the ears which have heard the voice of thy Word may be closed to the voice of clamor and dispute; that the eyes which have thy great love may also behold thy blessed hope; that the tongues which have united in thy praise may speak the truth; that the feet which have walked in thy courts may walk in the way of light; and that the bodies, which have partaken of thy living body may be restored in newness of life. Glory be to thee for thine unspeakable gift. Amen. (Dr. Lilije)

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.

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.

Take my voice, and let me sing Always, only, for my King; Take my lips, and let them be Filled with messages from Thee, 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, 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, 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, Ever, only, all for Thee. (Frances R. Havergal, 1836-1879)

This is a rather free translation of Wilhelm Löhe’s devotion for Saturday after the tenth Sunday after the high holiday and festival of the Holy Trinity. It is found on Pg. 291 in Lob sei Dir ewig, o Jesu!   (Eternal Praise to you o Jesus!) edited by A. Schuster and published in the Freimund Verlag, Neuendettelsau 1949.