Jesus the Sweet Smelling Savour
Bloom ten thousand fields not one drop of fragrant rain Can rise to meet yours - -Isa 53:8 He was taken from prison and from judgment: and who shall declare his generation? for he was cut off out of the land of the living: for the transgression of my people was he stricken
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