From easy choices, weakenings,

(Not thus are spirits fortified;

Not this way went the Crucified;)

From all that dims Thy Calvary,

0 Lamb of God, deliver me.

Give me the love that leads the way,

The faith that nothing can dismay,

The hope no disappointments tire,

The passion that will burn like fire;

Let me not sink to be a clod:

Make me Thy fuel, Flame of God!

Subtle love of softening things, Amy Carmichael (1867-1951)

No sweat, no sanctification. — Russ Gaippe

Sanctify yourself and you will sanctify society. — Francis of Assisi