Let me Love - Watchman Nee

Let me love and not be requited

Let me serve and not be rewarded

Let me labor and not be remembered

Let me suffer and not be regarded

Let me pour wine while I drink not

Let me break bread while I keep not

Pour out my life that others be blessed

Loss myself life that they may comforted

I do not seek pity or wishes

I do not seek glory or riches

But I rather be lonely wretched 

Be discarded be wrongly treated

With my blood and tears pay the price to gain the crown, 

on this pilgrims ground bear 

All sorrow that abound

For this way you need thread when you lived

On this earth which is of your own

Gladly bore or loss as you purpose

That the people around you be composed

I know not how far the future lies ahead

On this path of no retreating I am led

So led me Lord now learn of your perfect pattern

Suffered wrong no resentment in return

May you in this tideous dull interim

Wipe away all my tears somber and dim

For you are my solace I learn to know

Let my life be a pleasing fountain flow