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| Behold, I have refined thee, but not with silver; I have chosen thee in the furnace of affliction. (Isa. 48:10) |
| God maketh my heart soft, and the Almighty troubleth me. (Job 23:16) |
| Thou shalt see … and thine heart shall fear, and be enlarged. (Isa. 60:5) |
| No note of sorrow, but shall melt In sweetest chord to bless; No labor all too pressing felt, But ends in quiet rest. |
| No sigh, but from the harps above Soft echoing tones shall win; No heart-wound, but the Lord of love Shall pour His comfort in. |
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| Christians Daily Calendar Blog by Bible Truth Publishers |