"But when perfection comes, the defective disappears. When I was a child, I talked like a child, I plan resembling a child, I valid suchlike a fry. When I became a man, I put my immature way down me."..... And now iii remain: faith, hope and worship. But the chief of these is worship. The Bible: 1 Corinthians 13: 10 - 11, 13.
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