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What an undying love he has for me that he, my almighty king would suffer and die for me. being spat on, having a crown of thorns piercing into his flesh, being whipped like cattle, being forced to bare the burden of carrying my cross up Calvary, being nailed hand and foot to cross feeling the nails driving into his  flesh with every blow of the hammer yes what an undying love he has for me that my almighty king would suffer and die for me
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Mar 13, 2021
Mar 13, 2021 at 12:31 AM UTC
Undying love
What an undying love he has for me that he, my almighty king would suffer and die for me. being spat on, having a crown of thorns piercing into his flesh, being whipped like cattle, being forced to bare the burden of carrying my cross up Calvary, being nailed hand and foot to cross feeling the nails driving into his  flesh with every blow of the hammer yes what an undying love he has for me that my almighty king would suffer and die for me
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