你若不壓橄欖成渣 Olives That Have Known No Pressure

V1:
你若不壓橄欖成渣，牠就不能成油；
Olives that have known no pressure,
No oil can bestow;
你若不投葡萄入醡，牠就不能變成酒；
If the grapes escape the wine press,
Cheering wine can never flow;
你若不煉哪噠成膏，牠就不流芬芳；
Spikenard only through the crushing,
Fragrance can diffuse.
主我這人是否也要　受你許可的創傷？
Shall I then, Lord, shrink from suffering
Which Thy love for me would choose?


V2:
你是否要鼓我心絃，發出你的音樂？
Do my heart-strings need Thy stretching,
Songs divine to prove?
是否要使音樂甘甜，須要你愛來苦虐？
Do I need for sweetest music
Cruel treatment of Thy love?
是否當我下倒之時，才能識 "愛" 的心？
Lord, I fear no deprivation,
If it draws to Thee;
我是不怕任何損失，若你讓我來相親。
I would yield in full surrender,
All Thy heart of love to see.


V3:
主，我慚愧因我感覺　總是保留自己，
I’m ashamed, my Lord, for seeking
Self to guard always;
雖我也曾受你雕削，我卻感覺受強迫﹗
Though Thy love has done its stripping
Yet I’ve been compelled this way.
主，你能否照你喜樂，沒有顧忌去行，
Lord, according to Thy pleasure
Fully work on me;
不顧我的感覺如何，只是要求你歡欣？
Heeding not my human feelings,
Only do what pleases thee.


V4:
如果你我所有苦樂　不能完全相同，
If Thy mind and mine should differ,
Still pursue Thy way;
要你喜樂，須我負軛，我就願意多苦痛；
if Thy pleasure means my sorrow,
Still my heart shall answer, “yea”
主，我全心要你所要，不惜任何代價；
“Tis my deep desire to please thee,
Though I suffer loss ;
你若喜悅，並得榮耀，我背任何十字架。
Even though Thy delight and glory
Mean that I endure the cross.


V5:
我要讚美，再要讚美，讚美何等甘甜；
Oh, I’ll praise Thee,e’en if weeping
Mingle with my song.
雖我邊讚美邊流淚，甘甜比前更加添；
Thine increasing sweetness calls forth.
Grateful praises all day long.
能有甚麼比你更好？比你喜悅可寶？
Thou hast made Thyself more precious
Than all else to to me:
主，我只有一個禱告﹕你能加增，我減少。
Thou increase and I decrease,
Lord, this is now my only plea.

(Chorus/副歌﹕)
每次的打擊，都是真利益，
Each blow I suffer is true gain to me,
如果你收去的東西，
In the place of what Thou takest,
你以自己來代替。
Thou dost give Thyself to me.