There are few friends on the Way to freedom; most people would rather endure comfortable bondage in the arms of the System in the wide valley far below than experience the danger liberty offers. There, on the narrow path on the mountain it just keeps getting narrower until we have ditched every burden that drags us back and spend more time crawling on our knees than we do walking.
To be for Your good pleasure, Sacrifice upon the earth Will render Heaven's treasure. Though crucifixion seems the end; Where earth and Heaven meet,
When the Cross is there
The wells of Marah will run sweet.
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