1 

Lord, Thou art our consecration,

   Thou the consecrated One;

Thou has satisfied the Father —

   Consecration thus was done.

When on earth Thou hadst no pleasure,

   Save to do the Father's will;

Now Thou livest here within us,

   Consecration to fulfill.

 2 

Lord, we praise Thee for the picture:

   Consecration's ram we see,

Burnt for God's full satisfaction,

   Eaten and enjoyed to be.

Thou art now our ram, Lord Jesus,

   Offered for the will of God;

By Thy consecration, faultless,

   We may walk where Thou hast trod.

 3 

As we eat Thyself, Lord Jesus,

   Consecrated we become;

By Thy wondrous life within us,

   Thy obedience is our own.

No more need we strive and struggle,

   Consecrated try to be;

Consecration dwells within us —

   Now our part to eat of Thee.

 4 

Lord, we praise Thee, consecration

   Is nought else but Thee as food:

As we eat Thee and enjoy Thee,

   We are all made one with God;

One in will and one in purpose

   We become by eating Thee:

As we take and eat Thyself, Lord,

   Consecrated we will be.