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I could not go on if I did not know the 30 years you suffered the 30 years you died the 30 years your body bore these ravages and scars You whose raiment was like stars before you took upon my sores
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Mar 13, 2016
Mar 13, 2016 at 9:37 PM UTC
The Empathy
I could not go on if I did not know the 30 years you suffered the 30 years you died the 30 years your body bore these ravages and scars You whose raiment was like stars before you took upon my sores
But we do not have a high priest who is unable to empathize with our weaknesses, but one who experienced everything Hebews 4:15 I've had a hard day, I've been sick so long. I was feeling depressed again after 40 days depression-free when I realized that Jesus was probably keenly aware of his own suffering body for most of his life
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