“Nothing in my hands I bring, simply to thy cross I cling; naked, come to thee for dress, helpless, look to thee for grace; Foul, I to the fountain fly; Wash me, Savior, or I die. Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in thee.”
— Tom Buck (Five Point Buck) (@TomBuck)
Apr 4, 2022
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