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.