Every Tear From Every Eye
And to me, with my face in His hands, His thumbs wiping away my tears; to me, who is neither good nor faithful, He will say, “Well done My good and faithful servant. Enter into your rest.”
And to me, with my face in His hands, His thumbs wiping away my tears; to me, who is neither good nor faithful, He will say, “Well done My good and faithful servant. Enter into your rest.”
If we stop mourning, we stop repenting. If we stop repenting, we stop confessing. If we stop confessing, our bones waste away. Freedom and comfort come when our sin is rightly dealt with, and that process begins with mourning.
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