Look upon Him Who became
contemptible for you, and— if you choose—
follow His way, becoming contemptible
to the world, so long as you do so for Him.
More lovely than all things, He
became the lowest, despised, struck,
scourged countless times and raked
across His perfect Body. And then, amid
the sufferings of the horrid Cross, He died.
If you suffer with Him, you shall reign with Him.
Weep with Him and you shall rejoice with Him.
Die with Him upon the cross of wretchedness, and life is yours,
And, yes, your dwelling forever in Him.