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Shhhhhhhh! Do you here that? I hear something. Do you? What is that, that I hear? You are sure you don't hear it? That's odd it is as loud as a baby's wail, a train.
Ohhhhhhhh! I know what that sound is, the sound of a whip cracking over a back. The sound of crowds yelling "Crucify" The sound of punching. The sound of mocking. The sound of a tree being dragged along the ground, falling on someone. Then I hear the sound of nails, driving through the flesh.
This is more then a sound. It is many sounds for the same purpose. For hanging our sins on a cross, with Jesus. For Jesus paying the price of our, debt with his blood
It is the sound of fogivness.
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