He bore the curse that I be blessed

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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!
DHe 
bore the 
Acurse 
DThat 
I be 
Ablessed; 
DBit
ter His 
Gcup; 
DLove 
A7feast 
Dtaste. 
Such love and 
Ggrace 
DNo 
E7man 
can 
Atrace; 
Oh, 
Dhow 
my 
Gheart 
DWould 
A7sing 
His 
Dpraise!
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Mark Lim

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.


Jeff Butler

Hopewell, Va, United States

Do you know who wrote this song " He bore the curse that I be blessed."