He bore the curse that I be blessed
| He bore the curse That I be blessed; Bitter His cup; Love feast I taste. Such love and grace No man can trace; Oh, how my heart Would sing His praise! |
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Singapore
Was it Watchman Nee? The original in Chinese sings beautifully and rhymes every alternate line. Direct translation (but unsingable) as follows: curses he bore, blesssings I recieve. bitter cup he drank, love feast I taste. such wonderous love, no one can fathom. His great love, forever I will never forget.
Hopewell, Va, United States
Do you know who wrote this song " He bore the curse that I be blessed."