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A stone. A borrowed grave. Cold, dark silence.
The One who healed, taught, fed, wept, and bled… lies motionless.
The King of Glory is wrapped in burial cloths.
By Dave McKeeA stone. A borrowed grave. Cold, dark silence.
The One who healed, taught, fed, wept, and bled… lies motionless.
The King of Glory is wrapped in burial cloths.