Take Me, O My Father, Take Me

Take me, O my Father, take me;
take me, save me, through thy Son;
that which thou wouldst have me, make me,
let thy will in me be done.
Long from thee my footsteps straying,
thorny proved the way I trod;
weary come I now, and praying,
take me to thy love, my God.

Fruitless years with grief recalling,
humbly I confess my sin;
at thy feet, O Father, falling,
to thy household take me in.
Freely now to thee I proffer
this relenting heart of mine;
freely life and soul I offer,
gift unworthy love like thine.

Once the world's Redeemer, dying,
bore our sins upon the tree;
on that sacrifice relying,
now I look in hope to thee:
Father, take me; all forgiving,
fold me to thy loving breast;
in thy love for ever living
I must be forever blest.