Here is the Promise and the Threat:

That within life,

this precious thing wrought

by a God of light,

though He already fought

and conquered the dark

which sought

to strip us of the Good,

I still find

that in the giving up

and committing to bind

all desires to His cross,

fear still plagues my mind

for I cannot see His hand.

Trust hurts

for we cannot know how He,

who Himself did submit

to the greatest pain that ever could be,

might call us to a fate

the glory of which we cannot see.

For He

who did not grasp

for the glory that would be,

made Himself last,

gave all to a plan

no man could see.

And now, what will He require?

to strip me

of all I have and desire

and think that I need,

to use me for His glory

the sacrifice so necessary

to refine this life

so He

may use me

to bring glory

to the Name of the Father.

And in the end every knee

will bow and everything lost

will by His Name be freed

to praise the one

who by great mercy

accepted the filth that was my only

offering to a God so Holy,

but through the offering

given by the servant king

was set free

to be given up again.

And in the shadow of that tree

I live, set free

to bring glory

and to know my Great and Endless Need

is the only one who will satisfy me.