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                            Many crowd the Savior’s kingdom,
  Few receive His cross;
Many seek His consolation,
  Few will suffer loss.
For the dear sake of the Master,
  Counting all but dross,
For the dear sake of the Master,
  Counting all but dross.
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B7ceive His 
E7cross; 
 
AMany 
Eseek His 
F♯mconso
Alation, 
 
E7For the 
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Aof the 
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BCounting 
B7all but 
E7dross, 
 
AFor the 
Edear sake 
F♯mof the 
AMaster, 
 
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E7all but 
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                                                                            2
                            Many sit at Jesus’ table,
  Few will fast with Him,
When the sorrow-cup of anguish
  Trembles to the brim.
Few watch with Him in the garden,
  Who have sung the hymn,
Few watch with Him in the garden,
  Who have sung the hymn.
                                                              Many sit at Jesus’ table,
  Few will fast with Him,
When the sorrow-cup of anguish
  Trembles to the brim.
Few watch with Him in the garden,
  Who have sung the hymn,
Few watch with Him in the garden,
  Who have sung the hymn.
                                                                                                 
                                  
                                                                            3
                            Many will confess His wisdom,
  Few embrace His shame.
Many, should He smile upon them,
  Will His praise proclaim;
Then, if for a while He leave them,
  They desert His name,
Then, if for a while He leave them,
  They desert His name.
                                                              Many will confess His wisdom,
  Few embrace His shame.
Many, should He smile upon them,
  Will His praise proclaim;
Then, if for a while He leave them,
  They desert His name,
Then, if for a while He leave them,
  They desert His name.
                                                                                                 
                                  
                                                                            4
                            But the souls who love Him truly,
  Let woe come or bliss,
These will count their dearest hearts’ blood
  Not their own, but His.
Savior, Thou who thus hast loved me,
  Give me love like this,
Savior, Thou who thus hast loved me,
  Give me love like this.
                                                              But the souls who love Him truly,
  Let woe come or bliss,
These will count their dearest hearts’ blood
  Not their own, but His.
Savior, Thou who thus hast loved me,
  Give me love like this,
Savior, Thou who thus hast loved me,
  Give me love like this.
                                                                                                 
                            
                                         
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Caloocan, NCR, Philippines
Thank the Lord for giving us a realization of not being passive for the things that He accomplished for us, we should realize that without enjoying Him in the church life there is no possibility to one with Him in His very desire. Saints, may the Lord infuse and dispense His very self to us to be willing in suffering and persecution to testify Him.