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As servants we commend ourselves in every way: In great endurance; In troubles, hardships, and distresses; In beatings, imprisonments, and riots; In hard work, sleepless nights, and hunger; In enduring purity; In understanding, patience, and kindness; In Spirit, sincere love, and truthful speech; In wisdom, maturity, and knowledge; With weapons of righteousness in our right hand, And in our left; Through glory and dishonor, Bad report and good report; We are: Genuine, yet regarded as impostors; Known, yet regarded as unknown; Dying, and yet we live on; Beaten, and yet not killed; Sorrowful, yet always rejoicing; Poor, yet making many rich; Having nothing, and yet possessing everything. We serve and sacrifice; Forcefully advancing the kingdom; Where we have been given the gift of entry.
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Jun 28, 2018
Jun 28, 2018 at 2:33 PM UTC
Servants’ Praise
As servants we commend ourselves in every way: In great endurance; In troubles, hardships, and distresses; In beatings, imprisonments, and riots; In hard work, sleepless nights, and hunger; In enduring purity; In understanding, patience, and kindness; In Spirit, sincere love, and truthful speech; In wisdom, maturity, and knowledge; With weapons of righteousness in our right hand, And in our left; Through glory and dishonor, Bad report and good report; We are: Genuine, yet regarded as impostors; Known, yet regarded as unknown; Dying, and yet we live on; Beaten, and yet not killed; Sorrowful, yet always rejoicing; Poor, yet making many rich; Having nothing, and yet possessing everything. We serve and sacrifice; Forcefully advancing the kingdom; Where we have been given the gift of entry.
Inspired directly by 2 Corinthians 6:3-10
TheVillain
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Jun 28, 2018
Jun 28, 2018 at 2:33 PM UTC
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