"I gave a pint.
He hung on a cross…
I lay on a cot.
He was pierced by a spear…
I, with just a needle.
He was mocked…
I was praised.
He was condemned…
I was commended.
He was tortured…
I was babied.
He died…
I lived.
He went to the grave…
I went home.
He gave for all…
I gave for one.
Thank you Lord for the difference."
~ Sarah Miller
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