I have given them your word; and the world has hated them, because they are not of the world, even as I am not of the world.
When I look down casually, sometime the grass has turned green. After suffering the trial of wind, frost, blizzard and sleet, the grass speared out of the earth jostling for position. Under the gentler breathings, the delicate little life forms, nodding their ...
That we should be to the praise of his glory, who first trusted in Christ.
In a little wrath I hid my face from you for a moment; but with everlasting kindness will I have mercy on you, said the LORD your Redeemer.
