Dear Dietrich
Help me count the cost
Help me serve Christ,
And help me boldly proclaim his name
Your joy was in the cross
Your identification in Christ,
And you would not profane his name
No mountain tops, just the frost
No renown, just the shame of Christ,
And only the eternal treasures of his name
I thank you for your dedication
Your prophetic voice
Your Christological, ecclesiological meditation
And your chosen course
Praise God for his humble saints
Praise the Lord for our cloud of witnesses,
And spur me on Dietrich, spur me on.
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