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Tears and blood for the righteous crown my price shall be; Losing all, my cost for a faithful pilgrim’s life. ’Twas the life, O Lord, that You chose to live In those days when on earth You walked, Gladly suff’ring all injuries and loss So that all might draw near and repose.
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In this time of trial, O my Lord, I pray that You would wipe my hidden tears away; Let me learn, O Lord, You are my reward; Let me be others’ blessing all my days.
This hymn is a description of brother Nee's life. " Let me love and not be respected;
Let me serve and not be rewarded;
Let me labor and not be remembered;
Let me suffer and not be regarded."
Brother Nee followed the Lord's pattern lived a life without "self". Lord, keep us faithful to follow Your path. Willing to suffer loss for the sake of Your building.
God has no intention to deal with us severely; His intention is only for us to take Christ as Lord. To weep before the Lord is more precious than to be happy before men. What we find in the Lord is what cannot be found in our parents, wife and children. (CWWN, vol 11, pp. 771-772, 748-749)
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Kurnool, Andhra Pradesh, India
Lord Jesus you're my Reward.
Kla, Uganda
Let me learn O Lord you are my reward.
Budapest, Hungary
Live thyself through us Lord Jesus. Live thyself through me Lord Jesus. Amen
London, Essex, United Kingdom
This hymn is a description of brother Nee's life. " Let me love and not be respected;
Let me serve and not be rewarded;
Let me labor and not be remembered;
Let me suffer and not be regarded."
Brother Nee followed the Lord's pattern lived a life without "self". Lord, keep us faithful to follow Your path. Willing to suffer loss for the sake of Your building.
Guntur, Andhra Pradesh, India
I cannot see how much farther I shall go;
Still I press on, knowing there is no return.
Let me follow Your pattern, so perfect and true,
Bearing all gratefully without complaint
Toronto, Canada
God has no intention to deal with us severely; His intention is only for us to take Christ as Lord. To weep before the Lord is more precious than to be happy before men. What we find in the Lord is what cannot be found in our parents, wife and children. (CWWN, vol 11, pp. 771-772, 748-749)
Boise, Idaho, United States
Let me learn, O Lord, You are my reward;
Let me be others' blessing all my days.
Thank You, Lord, You're my reward!
May I bless others with Yourself that you may be their reward.
Tirane, Albania
Tears and blood for the righteous crown
My price shall be; losing all,
My cost for a faithful pilgrim’s life.
’Twas the life, O Lord, that You chose to live
In those days when on earth You walked,
Gladly suff’ring all injuries and loss
So that all might draw near and repose.
Vijayawada, Andhra Pradesh, India
Not expecting pity or concern,
Not accepting solace or praise;
Even lonely, even forgotten;
Even wordless, even forsaken.
Tears and blood for the righteous crown
My price shall be; losing all,
My cost for a faithful pilgrim’s life.
’Twas the life, O Lord, that You chose to live
In those days when on earth You walked,
Gladly suff’ring all injuries and loss
So that all might draw near and repose.
Tirane, Albania
In this time of trial, O my Lord,
I pray that You would wipe my hidden tears away;
Let me learn, O Lord, You are my reward;
Let me be others’ blessing all my days.