| 歌曲 | Reasonable Service |
| 歌手 | Lost Dogs |
| 专辑 | The Green Room Serenade, Part 1 |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Taylor | |
| In every soul an altar stands | |
| There on dwells all in the heart of man | |
| Oh consuming fire lay waste the dross | |
| Upon this table purge us | |
| Though the sacrifice we'll fear | |
| Forsake us not Lord draw us near | |
| For we never fail to find you here | |
| In our reasonable service | |
| Now the least that we can do | |
| Is the least that you require | |
| Living sacrifices on | |
| The sacrificial fire | |
| Cleanse these earthen vessels Lord | |
| Of every false desire | |
| And when we fail the do the least | |
| Help us in our unbelief | |
| Chorus | |
| And in the measure of our faith | |
| Let our minds keep on renewing | |
| Not conforming to this world | |
| Until this worlds undoing | |
| And by your tender mercies Lord | |
| Your perfect will pursuing | |
| We become an offering | |
| Made holy through your suffering | |
| In the servitude of love | |
| Drifts a fragrant scent well pleasing | |
| As the strength of grace compels us on | |
| To a worship without ceasing | |
| To count as loss all we hold dear | |
| Is Christ in us increasing | |
| And through the fire gold will remain | |
| To live is Christ to die is gain |
| zuo qu : Taylor | |
| In every soul an altar stands | |
| There on dwells all in the heart of man | |
| Oh consuming fire lay waste the dross | |
| Upon this table purge us | |
| Though the sacrifice we' ll fear | |
| Forsake us not Lord draw us near | |
| For we never fail to find you here | |
| In our reasonable service | |
| Now the least that we can do | |
| Is the least that you require | |
| Living sacrifices on | |
| The sacrificial fire | |
| Cleanse these earthen vessels Lord | |
| Of every false desire | |
| And when we fail the do the least | |
| Help us in our unbelief | |
| Chorus | |
| And in the measure of our faith | |
| Let our minds keep on renewing | |
| Not conforming to this world | |
| Until this worlds undoing | |
| And by your tender mercies Lord | |
| Your perfect will pursuing | |
| We become an offering | |
| Made holy through your suffering | |
| In the servitude of love | |
| Drifts a fragrant scent well pleasing | |
| As the strength of grace compels us on | |
| To a worship without ceasing | |
| To count as loss all we hold dear | |
| Is Christ in us increasing | |
| And through the fire gold will remain | |
| To live is Christ to die is gain |
| zuò qǔ : Taylor | |
| In every soul an altar stands | |
| There on dwells all in the heart of man | |
| Oh consuming fire lay waste the dross | |
| Upon this table purge us | |
| Though the sacrifice we' ll fear | |
| Forsake us not Lord draw us near | |
| For we never fail to find you here | |
| In our reasonable service | |
| Now the least that we can do | |
| Is the least that you require | |
| Living sacrifices on | |
| The sacrificial fire | |
| Cleanse these earthen vessels Lord | |
| Of every false desire | |
| And when we fail the do the least | |
| Help us in our unbelief | |
| Chorus | |
| And in the measure of our faith | |
| Let our minds keep on renewing | |
| Not conforming to this world | |
| Until this worlds undoing | |
| And by your tender mercies Lord | |
| Your perfect will pursuing | |
| We become an offering | |
| Made holy through your suffering | |
| In the servitude of love | |
| Drifts a fragrant scent well pleasing | |
| As the strength of grace compels us on | |
| To a worship without ceasing | |
| To count as loss all we hold dear | |
| Is Christ in us increasing | |
| And through the fire gold will remain | |
| To live is Christ to die is gain |