We must take our stand with them beneath the cross of Jesus, where, as the hymn writer says:

…my eyes at times can see
The very dying form of One
Who suffered there for me.
And from my smitten heart, with tears,
Two wonders I confess:
The wonders of His glorious love,
And my own worthlessness.

Elisabeth Elliot
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