On this Good Friday, amidst the tumult of our sin-wrecked world, it would be good for us to soak up the lines of the poem penned by Isaac Watts. We know this poem as the hymn, “When I Survey.”

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“A fool’s lips walk into a fight, and his mouth invites a beating” (Prov 18:6). 

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