Healing

At evening, ere the sun was set,The thronging sufferers came,And Jesus healed them every one—Healed each and all the same.Oh, what a record! He discernedTheir dire necessity,Yet looked beyond that suffering stateOf sin and miseryTo where God's perfect likeness shoneIn primal purity.He healed them all.

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Prayer for Sufficient Ability
June 27, 1942
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