"You have turned my mourning into joyful dancing. You have taken away my clothes of mourning and clothed me with joy, that I might sing praises to you...."
"Then I heard again what sounded like the shout of a vast crowd or the roar of mighty ocean waves or the crash of loud thunder: "Praise the Lord! For....."
"Dear Precious Friends,
As pointed out yesterday, My words to some of the disciples in Thyatira were harsh. However, My strongest words were reserved...."
"Then the priest will go in and examine the mildew on the walls. If he finds greenish or reddish streaks and the contamination appears to go deeper..."
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