I can only lie still in God’s arms. I am so weak that I can hardly write, I cannot read my Bible, I cannot even pray. I can only lie still in God’s arms like a little child, and trust.
Hudson Taylor, during his final days
I can only lie still in God’s arms. I am so weak that I can hardly write, I cannot read my Bible, I cannot even pray. I can only lie still in God’s arms like a little child, and trust.
Hudson Taylor, during his final days
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