of H. Taylor "And He knew loneliness, the solitude of a life that had no sympathy as regards its deepest needs, its highest aspirations. Not one tear you shed, not one pang you feel is unknown to Him. It is all, every ache of it, 'fellowship with His sufferings."
Does that not transfigure the darkest moment, rob the bitterest humiliation of its sting?..
Does that not transfigure the darkest moment, rob the bitterest humiliation of its sting?..
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