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1
Olives that have known no pressure No oil can bestow; If the grapes escape the winepress, Cheering wine can never flow; Spikenard only through the crushing, Fragrance can diffuse. Shall I then, Lord, shrink from suff’ring Which Thy love for me would choose?
DOlives
that have known no
G
pressure
DNo
oil can
bes
A-A7
tow;
DIf
the
D7
grapes
escape the
G
winepress,
DCheering
wine can
A7
never
D
flow;
Spikenard only through the
G
crushing,
DFragrance
can
dif
A-A7
fuse.
DShall
I
D7
then,
Lord, shrink from
G
suff'ring
DWhich
Thy love for
A7
me
would
D-D7
choose?
Each blow I suffer Is true gain to me. In the place of what Thou takest Thou dost give Thyself to me.
GEach
blow I
D
suffer
Is true gain to
A-A7
me.
DIn
the
D7
place
of what Thou
G
takest
DThou
dost give
Thy
A7
self
to
D
me.
2
Do my heart-strings need Thy stretching, Songs divine to prove? Do I need for sweetest music Cruel treatment of Thy love? Lord, I fear no deprivation If it draws to Thee; I would yield in full surrender All Thy heart of love to see.
Do my heart-strings need Thy stretching,
Songs divine to prove?
Do I need for sweetest music
Cruel treatment of Thy love?
Lord, I fear no deprivation
If it draws to Thee;
I would yield in full surrender
All Thy heart of love to see.
DDo
my heart-strings need Thy
G
stretching,
DSongs
divine to
A-A7
prove?
DDo
I
D7
need
for sweetest
G
music
DCruel
treatment
A7
of
Thy
D
love?
Lord, I fear no
G
deprivation
DIf
it draws to
A-A7
Thee;
DI
would
D7
yield
in full
G
surrender
DAll
Thy heart of
A7
love
to
D-D7
see.
Each blow I suffer Is true gain to me. In the place of what Thou takest Thou dost give Thyself to me.
GEach
blow I
D
suffer
Is true gain to
A-A7
me.
DIn
the
D7
place
of what Thou
G
takest
DThou
dost give
Thy
A7
self
to
D
me.
3
I’m ashamed, my Lord, for seeking Self to guard alway; Though Thy love has done its stripping, Yet I’ve been compelled this way. Lord, according to Thy pleasure Fully work on me; Heeding not my human feelings, Only do what pleases Thee.
I'm ashamed, my Lord, for seeking
Self to guard alway;
Though Thy love has done its stripping,
Yet I've been compelled this way.
Lord, according to Thy pleasure
Fully work on me;
Heeding not my human feelings,
Only do what pleases Thee.
DI'm
ashamed, my Lord, for
G
seeking
DSelf
to guard
A-A7
alway;
DThough
Thy
D7
love
has done its
G
stripping,
DYet
I've been
A7
compelled
this
D
way.
Lord, according to Thy
G
pleasure
DFully
work on
A-A7
me;
DHeeding
D7
not
my human
G
feelings,
DOnly
do what
A7
pleases
D-D7
Thee.
Each blow I suffer Is true gain to me. In the place of what Thou takest Thou dost give Thyself to me.
GEach
blow I
D
suffer
Is true gain to
A-A7
me.
DIn
the
D7
place
of what Thou
G
takest
DThou
dost give
Thy
A7
self
to
D
me.
4
If Thy mind and mine should differ, Still pursue Thy way; If Thy pleasure means my sorrow, Still my heart shall answer, “Yea!” ’Tis my deep desire to please Thee, Though I suffer loss; E’en though Thy delight and glory Mean that I endure the cross.
If Thy mind and mine should differ,
Still pursue Thy way;
If Thy pleasure means my sorrow,
Still my heart shall answer, "Yea!"
’Tis my deep desire to please Thee,
Though I suffer loss;
E'en though Thy delight and glory
Mean that I endure the cross.
DIf
Thy mind and mine should
G
differ,
DStill
pursue Thy
A-A7
way;
DIf
Thy
D7
pleasure
means my
G
sorrow,
DStill
my heart shall
A7
answer,
D
"Yea!"
’Tis my deep desire to
G
please
Thee,
DThough
I suffer
A-A7
loss;
DE'en
though
D7
Thy
delight and
G
glory
DMean
that I
A7
endure
the
D-D7
cross.
Each blow I suffer Is true gain to me. In the place of what Thou takest Thou dost give Thyself to me.
GEach
blow I
D
suffer
Is true gain to
A-A7
me.
DIn
the
D7
place
of what Thou
G
takest
DThou
dost give
Thy
A7
self
to
D
me.
5
Oh, I’ll praise Thee, e’en if weeping Mingle with my song. Thine increasing sweetness calls forth Grateful praises all day long. Thou hast made Thyself more precious Than all else to me: Thou increase and I decrease, Lord— This is now my only plea.
Oh, I'll praise Thee, e'en if weeping
Mingle with my song.
Thine increasing sweetness calls forth
Grateful praises all day long.
Thou hast made Thyself more precious
Than all else to me:
Thou increase and I decrease, Lord—
This is now my only plea.
DOh,
I'll praise Thee, e'en if
G
weeping
DMingle
with my
A-A7
song.
DThine
D7
increasing
sweetness
G
calls
forth
DGrateful
praises
A7
all
day
D
long.
Thou hast made Thyself more
G
precious
DThan
all else to
A-A7
me:
DThou
D7
increase
and I
G
decrease,
Lord—
DThis
is now my
A7
only
D-D7
plea.
Each blow I suffer Is true gain to me. In the place of what Thou takest Thou dost give Thyself to me.
GEach
blow I
D
suffer
Is true gain to
A-A7
me.
DIn
the
D7
place
of what Thou
G
takest
DThou
dost give
Thy
A7
self
to
D
me.
Copyright Living Stream Ministry. Used by permission.
Until the last two years of my life I have not fully appreciated this hymn. I avoided it in fact. Then I listened to the words on the Lord of Glory CD and because of my situation, my heart was open and willing to pray with the words because the verses of the song are a prayer.
How the Lord would answer that prayer I do not yet know. I only hope that someday fragrance would diffuse, cheering wine would flow, oil would be bestowed, and the Lord would be pleased that it is so.
It is not easy to explain in words how this hymn has touched me. I have listened to it more than 50 times, recently. Each time is fresh, living and more than "touching." Yet each time I sense our dear Lord Jesus is searching me deeper and working Himself deeper into me by graciously allowing my to experience the reality of these words, practically. His light infuses us with His light! Just Himself. As I sing the words, both alone and with other dear saints, I feel refreshed, watered, and "lifed." Amen!
Amen. What an encouraging hymn for times of hardship. "Each blow I suffer is true gain to me". Our situation is merely the pressure to produce the oil to anoint others. The crushing of ourselves is so that His fragrance can diffuse. The Lord has measured out the amount of sufferings we should take so that His ministry may be produced. We must praise the Lord! And not shrink from this portion. Thank the Lord and praise Him for our situations! Perhaps we praise with tears, but Lord, we want nothing else.
"Thou hast made Thyself more precious than all else to me: Thou increase and I decrease, Lord - this is now my only plea." Be more precious to me...Do increase!
"In the place of what Thou takest Thou dost give Thyself to me." This line is so wonderful. He takes away but in return He gives us something more precious - Himself.
The writer of this hymn portrays the crucified life in a most subjective way, without a hint of self-pity or introspection. The flavour of its utterance bespeaks the deeply wrought dealings of the cross to a degree that matches the Lord's heart for us to be conformed to His death in every single way. This hymn is not a dirge, but a detailed experiential exposition of the Christian life under the cross to a degree where the tone of the last verse is that of heartfelt praise and even boasting in the hope of fully expressing Christ. To enter into the sentiment of this hymn requires a full departure from and denial of the self, to the extent where our only interest is that Christ would be fully increased in us in every way, for the ministry.
We may wonder why the Lord would allow such a great servant of His to suffer so much. This is because the ministry is produced through sufferings. I hope that the Lord comes back soon, but it may be that He will delay His coming just because of us. We may say that we love the Lord and that the Lord will bless us. Surely He will bless us, but what do we mean when we say this? Our dictionary is different from the Lord's dictionary. The Lord does desire to bless us, but His blessing us is according to the meaning in His heavenly dictionary. Without the sufferings, we cannot experience the Lord as our blessing in a rich way. The chorus of Hymns, #626 says, "Each blow I suffer/Is true gain to me./In the place of what Thou takest/Thou dost give Thyself to me." Every blow takes away something of ourselves and brings in something of the Lord. We should like this kind of trade. He takes away a part of our old man and gives back to us something of Himself.
The life of Christ in us is altogether a story of the Spirit; it is not a matter of seeking to be perfect through ethical pursuits, and it has nothing to do with the personal cultivation of morality. Several days ago I hurt my back, so I have not been able to move around too much. One day I heard my wife singing a chorus, "Each blow I suffer / Is true gain to me" (Hymns, #626). I immediately remembered stanza 1 of that hymn which says, "Olives that have known no pressure / No oil can bestow; / If the grapes escape the winepress, / Cheering wine can never flow." Of course, she was not intentionally singing this to me, but I felt that this hymn is not bad—it is half right and half wrong. Do not think that as soon as you toss something into the winepress, oil and wine will come out. What comes out depends on what you toss in. If you throw stones, coal, or wood into the winepress, you will only get some powder; you will have no way to press out a drop of oil or wine. Hence, in order for oil to be pressed out, the thing that is being pressed must have oil within it. Whether or not each blow is a true gain depends on whether or not we have oil within us.
In the foregoing messages and in this message, we have had much to say concerning the putting to death of Jesus. I am deeply concerned that some of the saints may have a mistaken understanding regarding this matter. They may think that every kind of suffering is an experiencing of the putting to death of Jesus. When they sing a hymn such as "Each Blow I Suffer" (Hymns, #626), they may not have the proper understanding either of this hymn or of what Paul means by "the putting to death of Jesus." Therefore, in order to avoid misunderstanding, I wish to point out that not all the sufferings experienced by Christians are of the same category. Actually, there are at least three kinds of sufferings that Christians may experience. Let us now consider these categories.