crucified
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I sometimes think about the cross And shut my eyes and try to see The cruel nails, the crown of thorns And Jesus crucified for me; But even could I see Him die, I would but see a little part Of that great love, which like a fire, Was always burning in His heart. —Bernard
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“Here from this stable, here, from this Nazareth, this stony beach, this Jerusalem, this market place, this garden, this Praetorium, this Cross, this mountain, I announce it to you. I announce to you what is guessed at in all the phenomena of your world. You see the corn of wheat shrivel and break open and
Jay McCarl 