First the blood, and then the ointment,

Cleansing, then anointing comes;

If we pass not thru Golgotha,

Ne'er to Pentecost we'll come.

If the blood has never cleansed us,

Ne'er the Spirit's pow'r we'll know,

If for Christ we'd truly witness,

Self-life to the Cross must go.

Christ, the Rock, must first be smitten,

That the living water flow;

Without death the Spirit's fulness

Ne'er could dwell in man below.

If with Christ we die completely,

Willing thus our all to lose,

He will clothe us with His power

And to win the world will use.

First the altar, then the fire,

If no loss, there'll be no gain;

If our all has not been offered,

To the throne we'll ne'er attain.

If to sacrifice we're willing,

All forsaking, God t'obey,

He to us will be committed

And thru us His pow'r display.

First we must prepare the vessels

That the Oil they may contain;

Dig the valley full of ditches

That they may be filled with Rain.

First we must go thru the Jordan

Ere anointed from above;

First in death we must be baptized,

Then experience the Dove.

When we see the ripened harvest

Of the golden countryside,

We may know that many seeds have

Fallen to the earth and died.

Ere the fruit of life may blossom,

We must surely suffer death;

If with Christ we've not been buried,

We'll not feel the Spirit's breath.

Since it must be thus, I pray, Lord,

Help me go the narrow way;

Deal with pride and make me willing

Thus to suffer, Thee t'obey.

I for greater power pray not,

Deeper death is what I need;

All the meaning of the Cross, Lord,

Work in me — for this I plead.