For God So Loved

 

"What's the major difference in the Old Testament and the New Testament?'

"The Old Testament is about the fall."

"And?

"It is like the verse from the hymn says:

'Christ has regarded my helpless estate,'  Old Testament.

'And shed His own blood for my soul,'  New Testament.

"For God so loved---"  Praise God.

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