For His Glory

This hill, though high, I covet to ascend;
The difficulty will not me offend.
For I perceive the way to life lies here.
Come, pluck up, heart; let's neither faint nor fear.
Better, though difficult, the right way to go.
Than wrong, though easy, where the end is woe.

-John Bunyan, The Pilgrim's Progress

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