Eulogies
by David Pettit He remembered that they were but flesh, a wind that passes and does not come again. Psalm 78:39 “I write eulogies,” he
by David Pettit He remembered that they were but flesh, a wind that passes and does not come again. Psalm 78:39 “I write eulogies,” he
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