Who can match the “waste” He tendered
Willingly so much surrender?
Who can count the fruit of His labor?
Who else can such rich harvest render?
Though all drank
the cup’s o’erflowing;
Though all ate
the table’s loaded;
He sought nothing
yet caused others’ blessing
Ne’er sought payment
to others dispensing.
Free from bondage and frustration
Free from sorrow and vexation
E’er outpouring
love bestowing
Ever surging
ever o’erflowing.
To flow out this life
He was willing to taste death
To be broken that resurrection’s fragrance spread.
These are just the footsteps You left behind
Quietly calling
“Follow Me.”
From their shining faces we can see
Just how glorious this path’s end will be.
I’ve clearly counted the cost to take this way
And gladly now all for You lay down today;
Just a drink offering
joy to others I’d bring
Ceaselessly pouring out through all my days;
Let me love
O Lord! You be my reward!
Let Your presence forever with me stay.
Cause me to maintain
Lord
Your joy within
Let eternity wash my tears away.
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