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 |