We would never know love so deep and wide,

‘less the spear-point had pierced His side.

What burden of mind could man have borne

As heavy as His crown of thorns?

And unless the nail had stayed the hand

Against unyielding wood,

No claim would hold up in this world

As having done any earthly good.

So , think on these things,

How the bruised heel and battered foot

Held fast by iron spike

Crushed the serpent’s head

And delivered us into everlasting light.

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There is no life without sacrifice…