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don kirby: Music

take it

(don kirby)
All of my heart, take it. All of my soul, take it.
All of my life, take it. All that I own, take it.

What have I that you did not give me, is there anything
What can I point to and say my hand did this
What could I hold to my heart in my arms like an only child
What do I love even more than my life and songs to sing

All of my heart, take it. All of my soul, take it.
All of my life, take it. All that I own, take it.

Every morning as the sun breaks forth from his hiding place
Every breath that greets my hungry lungs and returns
Every crust of bread and drop of wine you provide
Every now and then I have to stop, and think on your grace

All of my heart, take it. All of my soul, take it.
All of my life, take it. All that I own, take it.

You gave me the hands I fold in prayer in the morning time
You gave me the lips that sing your praise through the night
You gave me the feet to dance with joy around your throne
You gave me your very life and now I give you mine

All of my heart, take it. All of my soul, take it.
All of my life, take it. All that I own, take it.