Here then was the end of a good nan. The best man that ever breathed died a most horrible death. The purest man that ever walked the earth died the death of the vilest malefactor of His Had God forgotten to be gracious? Had right-oonsness perished from off the earth How many troubled hearts there were in Jerusalem on the fateful Sabbath Day when Jesus lay silent and helpless in the tomb, His voice apparently stilled for ever, with no written record of what He had said. and His disciples scattered, dispirited and leaderless. It was indeed the
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