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my iniquities lured death, for i carried a sinner’s scent. Your blood of a lamb’s innocence is incense: a pleasing aroma, erasing my guilt and reminding me of Your benevolence. death was my sentence, but Love… Love was the equivalence.
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Apr 3
Apr 3, 2026 at 9:19 AM UTC
Love
my iniquities lured death, for i carried a sinner’s scent. Your blood of a lamb’s innocence is incense: a pleasing aroma, erasing my guilt and reminding me of Your benevolence. death was my sentence, but Love… Love was the equivalence.
mcdonald-tsiie
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Apr 3
Apr 3, 2026 at 9:19 AM UTC
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