6 thoughts on “Simply . . .

  1. Nothing… absolutely nothing, I bring. Just a sin corrupted heart. I am clinging with every fibre of my being to that rough slab of wood. That cross is my only hope.Thank you, Kathie… Thank you, Jesus.Ann

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