Contemplate, O Man, what you will be without the free gift of God. Remember not just the fleeting death of the Body but the eternal death of the Soul. Examine your heart, contemplate your sin, then fear and tremble, keep this ever before your mind: You are Dust and to Dust you will return.
Now look upon the Crucified, unite your soul to His. Bring to mind the cost at which you were bought. Look at the One they pierced, the One who for you endured death and have hope and rejoice. For God by His own great Love cast away His Son to save, not even a slave, but dust, a dead thing.
The Most High descended to the very depths for You. To raise you to the Heights of Heaven. Contemplate, O Man, and Tremble and Rejoice.