Because of the Lord's great love we are not consumed, for his compassions never fail. They are new every morning; great is your faithfulness.
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Friday Thoughts of Roses, Birds, and Peonies
It was June, and the world smelled of roses. The sunshine was like powdered gold over the grassy hillside. Maud Hart Lovelace The first ro...
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oh..I just love this ....such assurance..
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