Take Me, Lord

I would not ask, “Lord give me,”
Or “Bless me more, I pray,”
But I do cry “Forgive me,”
And “Use me more, each day.”

I would not seek to take Thee
For my own benefit.
But I would plead “Lord make me
For serving You more fit.”

I would not beg some gift, Lord,
Of which I then may boast,
But strengthen me to life, Lord,
The one who needs You most.

Not seeking to possess Thee,
To satisfy my soul,
Your Spirit must possess me
And sanctify the whole.

Not “Give me, Lord,” but “Take me”
Would be my earnest plea,
More like Yourself, O make me,
As I show others Thee.

Honoria A. Groves