When the dust of battle dies down we shall hear all sixty-six books declare with the apostle Paul, 'Do thyself no harm, for we are all here.' -- W. H. Griffith Thomas.
....you have been born again, not of perishable seed but of imperishable, through the living and abiding word of God, for "All flesh is like grass and all its glory like the flower of grass. The grass withers, and the flower falls, but the word of the Lord remains forever." And this word is the good news that was preached to you (I Peter 1:23b - 25).
A hymn to read, sing, hum, or whistle, to the glory of God: Forever Settled in the Heavens (Psalm 119:89-97).
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