Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above, and comes down from the Father of lights, with whom there is no variation or shadow of turning. § But Zion said, “The Lord has forsaken me, and my Lord has forgotten me.” “Can a woman forget her nursing child, and not have compassion on the son of her womb? Surely they may forget, yet I will not forget you.”
You will not be forgotten by Me! I have blotted out, like a thick cloud, your transgressions, and like a cloud, your sins.
Now Jesus loved Martha and her sister and Lazarus. So, when He heard that he was sick, He stayed two more days in the place where He was. § A woman . . . cried out to Him, saying, “Have mercy on me, O Lord, Son of David!” . . . But He answered her not a word.
The genuineness of your faith, being much more precious than gold that perishes.
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