04/08/2025
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Burglar 79 34 117 --> 269
Burglar?.. Give It All J2! 269
You Yell Or Say 269
Anything At All Lie I 369
Saw C**k 269
mc3+Off 27 = 2025 (Fast 46)
mc3+A Pain 41 = 2039 (Dealt Mad.. 60)
Ok Ok... Here Take All. AHH.. AHH.. AH! 269
Oh Ninja Poppy.. Shut Up! "JAB" 269
Ahhh.. Now Give It All! AHH! AH! AH! AHH!. 269
Oh!.. Hi Ya!... Take V Pox Burglar.. K. 269
Let This Lesson Be... AHH! 269
What Was I Saying?? Later J2. 269
AH! See Ya Burglar Poppy.. 269
e=mc2÷2+mc2÷2×1 Father
The Love Of Christ Which Passeth Knowledge
I bore with thee long weary days and nights,
Through many pangs of heart, through many tears;
I bore with thee, thy hardness, coldness, slights,
For three and thirty years.
Who else had dared for thee what I have dared?
I plunged the depth most deep from bliss above;
I not My flesh, I not My spirit spared:
Give thou Me love for love.
For thee I thirsted in the daily drouth,
For thee I trembled in the nightly frost:
Much sweeter thou than honey to My mouth:
Why wilt thou still be lost?
I bore thee on My shoulders and rejoiced:
Men only marked upon My shoulders borne
The branding cross; and shouted hungry-voiced,
Or wagged their heads in scorn.
Thee did nails grave upon My hands, thy name
Did thorns for frontlets stamp between Mine eyes:
I, Holy One, put on thy guilt and shame;
I, God, Priest, Sacrifice.
A thief upon My right hand and My left;
Six hours alone, athirst, in misery:
At length in death one smote My heart and cleft
A hiding-place for thee.
Nailed to the racking cross, than bed of down
More dear, whereon to stretch Myself and sleep:
So did I win a kingdom,—share my crown;
A harvest,—come and reap.
by Christina Georgina Rossetti
