Be Thou exalted over my reputation 将你高举了我的名誉

'Cause applause is a poor form of soul medication 因为掌声是心灵的药物的不良形态

   

And I've tried it for years but my symptoms remain 我已经尝试过了很多年，但我的症状依旧

Still fretting the day that they'll misplace my name 还是烦恼的日子，他们将放错我的名字

Still selling my soul for American fame 还是卖我的灵魂在美国成名

Treating the promotion of Jesus like a well oiled machine 治疗促进耶稣像以及油机

Advancing His kingdom just to snag some acclaim 推进他的王国只是捡了一些好评

   

Now, I'm both comforted and haunted that it isn't just me though 现在，我既安慰和困扰，这不只是我，虽然

I see a nation of people needing to feed their own egos 我看到了人口的国家需要养活自己的自尊心

Parading status like steeples 像尖塔游街状态

Do we not know it's evil to love ourselves 我们不知道这是邪恶的爱自己

More than both God and His people? 超过上帝和他的子民？

   

But see, here's where You turn this poem on it's head 但见，在这里你打开这首诗它的头

'Cause the greatest among us came as servant instead “原因是我们中最传来的仆人，而不是

And You humbled Yourself to the point of Your death 和你谦卑自己，以你的死点

Apparently love for the Father's glory runs red 显然，爱​​父的荣耀运行红

   

So friends, will we point to the Son till our own flames grow dim? 因此，朋友们，我们将指向儿子，直到我们自己的火焰发花？

Will our bright lights become merely night-lights near Him? 我们将明亮的灯光仅仅成为夜灯接近他？

Words echo once, let them echo again echo语句一次，让他们再次回响

Be Thou exalted over my reputation 将你高举了我的名誉