enter into the realities of the spiritual kingdom.

Then comes the crown and climax, the discipline of self-sacrifice.
Place steadily before you the thought of Christ crucified, see there the
culmination of all possibility of the offering up of self for others.
No element of completeness was wanting. The sacrifice was voluntary,
was made for enemies, brought no return to self.

Strong in His strength go forth ready to spend and be spent, if only by
the discipline of self-sacrifice you can lighten the load borne by any
one of your fellow-creatures.


What hast Thou done for me, O
Mighty Friend,
Who lovest to the end?
Reveal Thyself that I may now behold
Thy love unknown, untold,
Bearing the curse and made a curse for me
That blessed and made a blessing I might be.

Wounded for my transgressions, stricken sore,
That I might sin no more,
Weak, that I might be always strong in Thee:
Bound, that I might be free;
Acquaint with grief that I might only know
Fulness of joy, in everlasting flow.


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