Our sins given for handling
He sunk in the deepest mire
Alone without a standing
His soul gave flood to God's desire
Stripped of His parted cloak
He bore all men would impart
Midst the shame of their reproach
He expired wounded of heart
He'd not been swallowed up
In the bitterness of gall
From the dregs, He bore the cup
Magnified, humbly, for us all
Psalms 68
Studying the gospel is like- Catching a double rainbow; Each drop of wisdom reflects light- Hinting there is more to see and know!
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