"As for man, his days are like grass, he flourishes like a flower of the field; the wind blows over it and it is gone, and its place remembers it no more. But....."
"Do everything without complaining or arguing, so that you may become blameless and pure, children of God without fault in a crooked and depraved generation, in...."
"Dear Believer,
Somewhere along the way, My light shown into your heart and changed you. More than just the light from the bright star that guided the..."
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