[70 words] Over against the treasuryHe sits who gave Himself for me.He sees the coppers that I giveWho gave His life that I might live.He sees the silver I withholdWho left for me His throne of gold,Who found a manger for His bed,Who had nowhere to lay His head;He sees the gold I clasp so tight,And I am a debtor in His sight. Edith B. Gurley…
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