I am always going into the far country,
and always returning home as a prodigal,
always saying, Father, forgive me,
and thou art always bringing forth
the best robe.
Every morning let me wear it,
every evening return in it,
be married in it,
be wound in death in it...
1 comment:
Amen!
How are lives must be marked by a state of continual repentance.
Convicting!
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