“Into the woods, my Master went, Clean forspent, forspent, Into the woods my Master came, Forspent with love and shame. But the olives they were not blind to Him, The little gray leaves were kind to Him: The thorn-tree had a mind to Him, When into the woods He came.” MindKindLittlesChristTreeMastersShameBlindCleanWoodsGrayOlives Book:Poems of Sidney Lanier Source: Poems of Sidney Lanier
“As soon as the Cross ceases to be to us, first of all, the place of utmost shame and contempt, we make the Cross of Christ of none effect.” FirstsChristEffectsCrossesShameCeaseContemptDiscernment Author:L. E. Maxwell