This happy breed?

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Date posted:  1 Sep 2012
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When I was around 13 years old, our church inducted a new minister. Our choir was asked to sing at the service. I can remember the serious misgivings I had as I was learning the words of the song:

So send I you to labour unrewarded, to serve unpaid, unloved, unsought unknown;

To bear rebuke, to suffer scorn and scoffing, so send I you to toil for Me alone.

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