Consecration

Lord, please consecrate my hands--
Fortify for those demands
That oft, so all consume my day.
Lord, direct them to the right
Reflections of a heart, contrite,
Comitted to the living way.
Lord, though hands rejected be
As were Thy hands on Calvary,
May yet these hands Thy love relay.

Lord, please consecrate my feet;
Fit them, bind them, find them meet
For every race sojouning brings.
Lord, direct my every step--
Keep from wrong and make adept
My stumbling feet that I may sing.
Keep me from the wayward climb,
Rebellious shoes and wasted time,
That journeys all be offerings.