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Who from the rugged clay of sin and vice Can raise mansions in Heaven's Paradise? Who with His love can save a world of sin. If only mortal hearts will let Him in? Who His bitter enemies can forgive The torture and misery they make Him live? Who with a hand so tender and kind Can open the eyes of a man who is blind? Who can take the nations and make them brothers Who can still the stormy raging sea The humble man could be no other Than the Holy Carpenter of Galilee. © Carol G. Oliver published National Poetry Anthology of Idaho |
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| Hebrews 4: 14 ~ 16 Seeing then that we have a great high priest, that is passed into the heavens, Jesus the Son of God, let us hold fast our profession. For we have not a high priest which cannot be touched with the feeling of our infirmities; but was in all points tempted like as we are, yet without sin. Let us therefore come boldly unto the throne of grace, that we may obtain mercy, and find grace to help in time of need. |
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