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I never really understood The beauty of Jesus's death, Or the love He showed as He bled Until I heard my grandmother Hopelessly cry for forgiveness Through a whisper, on her deathbed.
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Feb 1, 2015
Feb 1, 2015 at 2:40 PM UTC
Deathbed Grace
I never really understood The beauty of Jesus's death, Or the love He showed as He bled Until I heard my grandmother Hopelessly cry for forgiveness Through a whisper, on her deathbed.
His grace is a beautiful thing.
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Feb 1, 2015
Feb 1, 2015 at 2:40 PM UTC
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