Dan Schutte
Take my heart, O Lord, take my hopes and dreams.
Take my mind with all its plans and schemes.
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Give me nothing more than your love and grace.
These alone, O God, are enough for me.
Take my thoughts, Oh Lord, and my memory.
Take my tears, my joys, my liberty.
I surrender, Lord, all I have and hold.
I return to you your gifts untold.
When the darkness falls on my final days,
Take the very breath that sang your praise.
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