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| O Lord, Thou hast pleaded the causes of my soul; Thou hast redeemed my life. (Lam. 3:58) |
| I know, O Lord, that Thy judgments are right, and that Thou in faithfulness hast afflicted me. (Psa. 119:75) |
| From broken alabaster Was deathless fragrance shed; The spikenard flowed the faster Upon the Savior’s head. |
| No shattered box of ointment We ever need regret, For out of disappointment Flow sweetest odors yet. |
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| Christians Daily Calendar Blog by Bible Truth Publishers |