“Oh, count up the cost, and weigh the loss,
‘Gainst all the gain of yonder Cross.
Then which shall it be? — the joys of earth,
The world’s sad smile, and its hollow mirth?
For that is all it can offer thee;
And then—a lost Eternity!
Or wilt thou now have the world’s poor scorn,
And dwell with Christ through an endless morn?
Wilt thou have Jesus? Then—come what may—
Thou shalt be safe in the solemn day.”