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| Because of Thine indignation and Thy wrath: for Thou hast lifted me up, and cast me down. (Psa. 102:10) |
| Except a corn of wheat fall into the ground and die, it abideth alone: but if it die, it bringeth forth much fruit. (John 12:24) |
| Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends. (John 15:13) |
| Our sins were laid on His sacred head; The curse by our Lord was borne; For us a victim our Savior bled, And endured that death of scorn; Himself He gave our poor hearts to win — (Was ever love, Lord, like Thine!) From the paths of folly and shame and sin, And fill them with joys divine. |
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| Christians Daily Calendar Blog by Bible Truth Publishers |