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O Child Of God, Death Hath Lost Its Sting

O child of God, death hath lost its sting. Absent from the body, present with the Lord. When the eyes close on earth they open in heaven. Then, O child of God, what is there for thee to fear in death, seeing that through the death of thy Lord its curse and sting are destroyed?

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The Veil Of The Temple Was Torn From Top To Bottom

Access to God is now permitted, and is the privilege of every believer in Christ Jesus. We may come with boldness to the throne of the heavenly grace.

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She Bound The Scarlet Line In The Window

Her faith was simple and firm, but it was very obedient. Hast thou been attentive to all thy Lord’s will, even though some of His commands should seem non-essential? My soul, tie the scarlet thread in the window afresh, and rest in peace!

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The Blood Of Jesus Is The Life

Oh! sweet language of the precious blood of Jesus! If you have come to that blood once, you will come to it constantly. Your life will be “Looking unto Jesus.”

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The Precious Blood of Christ

The precious blood of Jesus! we shall march on, conquering and to conquer, so long as we can trust its power! The blood of Jesus! sin dies at its presence, death ceases to be death: heaven’s gates are opened.

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My God, My God, Why Hast Thou Forsaken Me?

God in the clouds is as much our God as when he shines forth in all the lustre of his grace; but since even the thought that he has forsaken us gives us agony, what must the woe of the Saviour have been when he exclaimed, “My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me?”

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Laughed Him To Scorn

Ridicule is always hard to bear, but when we are in intense pain it is so heartless, so cruel, that it cuts us to the quick. Imagine the Saviour crucified, racked with anguish far beyond all mortal guess, and then picture that motley multitude, all wagging their heads or thrusting out the lip in bitterest contempt of one poor suffering victim!

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A Bundle Of Myrrh Is My Well Beloved Unto Me

Myrrh may well be chosen as the type of Jesus on account of its preciousness, its perfume, its pleasantness, its healing, preserving, disinfecting qualities, and its connection with sacrifice.

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My Heart Is Like Wax

Our blessed Lord experienced a terrible sinking and melting of soul. “The spirit of a man will sustain his infirmity, but a wounded spirit who can bear?” Deep depression of spirit is the most grievous of all trials; all besides is as nothing.

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I Am Poured Out Like Water

Did earth or heaven ever behold a sadder spectacle of woe! In soul and body, our Lord felt himself to be weak as water poured upon the ground.

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