SPK 365 Banyak yang Mau Masuk Sorga
Banyak yang mau masuk sorga, tak mau salib-Nya.
Banyak yang mau penghiburan-Nya, tak mau merugi.
Bagi Tuhan yang terkasih, sampahkan semua.
Bagi Tuhan yang terkasih, sampahkan semua.
Banyak yang makan dengan-Nya
tak mau puasa-Nya,
Cawan pahit-Nya Dia reguk
dalam kegentaran,
Banyak yang nyanyikan pujian,
tak mau berjaga,
Banyak yang nyanyikan pujian,
tak mau berjaga.Banyak yang makan dengan-Nya
tak mau puasa-Nya,
Cawan pahit-Nya Dia reguk
dalam kegentaran,
Banyak yang nyanyikan pujian,
tak mau berjaga,
Banyak yang nyanyikan pujian,
tak mau berjaga.Jiwa yang sungguh cinta Dia,
s’nang atau susah,
Yang mengalir dalam m’reka,
ialah darah-Nya,
Jurus’lamat, b’rikan daku
kasih s’perti-Mu,
Jurus’lamat, b’rikan daku
kasih s’perti-Mu.
SPK 365 甘背苦架
一. 眾人湧進主的國度 ,
Yī. Zhòngrén yǒng jìn zhǔ de guódù,
十架少人負 ;
shí jià shǎo rén fù;
眾人爭奪主的賞賜 ,
zhòngrén zhēngduó zhǔ de shǎngcì,
世界有誰辭 ?
shìjiè yǒu shuí cí?
人雖無心走主道路 ,
Rén suī wúxīn zǒu zhǔ dàolù,
仍想主祝福 .
réng xiǎng zhǔ zhùfú.
人雖無心走主道路 ,
Rén suī wúxīn zǒu zhǔ dàolù,
仍想主祝福 .
réng xiǎng zhǔ zhùfú.
二. 多人都貪享主甘旨,
Èr. Duō rén dōu tān xiǎng zhǔ gān zhǐ,
少有願禁食;
shǎo yǒu yuàn jìn shí;
多人都喜登主寶座,
duō rén dōu xǐ dēng zhǔ bǎozuò,
少有願飄泊.
shǎo yǒu yuàn piāobó.
同祂唱詩雖然有人,
Tóng tā chàngshī suīrán yǒurén,
儆醒卻不能.
jǐng xǐng què bùnéng.
同祂唱詩雖然有人,
Tóng tā chàngshī suīrán yǒurén,
儆醒卻不能.
jǐng xǐng què bùnéng.
三. 眾人都想同主高貴,
Sān. Zhòngrén dōu xiǎng tóng zhǔ gāoguì,
卑賤卻都畏.
bēijiàn què dōu wèi.
當主凡事為他預備,
Dāng zhǔ fánshì wèi tā yùbèi,
他就大讚美;
tā jiù dà zànměi;
當主稍微求他一點,
dāng zhǔ shāowéi qiú tā yīdiǎn,
就立發怨言.
jiù lì fà yuànyán.
當主稍微求他一點,
Dāng zhǔ shāowéi qiú tā yīdiǎn,
就立發怨言.
jiù lì fà yuànyán.
四. 但那誠實愛主的人,
Sì. Dàn nà chéngshí ài zhǔ de rén,
禍福都不問;
huòfú dōu bùwèn;
就是他們寶貴心血,
jiùshì tāmen bǎoguì xīnxuè,
也願為主捨.
yě yuàn wéi zhǔ shě.
求主給我這樣心志,
Qiú zhǔ gěi wǒ zhèyàng xīnzhì,
赤忠忘生死.
chì zhōng wàng shēngsǐ.
求主給我這樣心志,
Qiú zhǔ gěi wǒ zhèyàng xīnzhì,
赤忠忘生死.
chì zhōng wàng shēngsǐ.
SPK 365 Many Crowd the Savior’s Kingdom
Many crowd the Savior’s kingdom,
Few receive His cross.
Many seek His consolation,
Few will suffer loss.
For the dear sake of the Master,
Counting all but dross.
For the dear sake of the Master,
Counting all but dross.Many sit at Jesus’ table,
Few will fast with Him,
When the sorrow-cup of anguish
Trembles to the brim.
Few watch with Him in the garden,
Who have sung the hymn,
Few watch with Him in the garden,
Who have sung the hymn.Many will confess His wisdom,
Few embrace His shame.
Many, should He smile upon them,
Will His praise proclaim;
Then, if for a while He leave them,
They desert His name,
Then, if for a while He leave them,
They desert His name.Many will confess His wisdom,
Few embrace His shame.
Many, should He smile upon them,
Will His praise proclaim;
Then, if for a while He leave them,
They desert His name,
Then, if for a while He leave them,
They desert His name.
