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Matthew 25:34-36 Perfume Oil
$33.00
Matthew 25:34-36 Perfume Oil
$33.00
Then the King will say to those on his right, ‘Enter, you who are blessed by my Father! Take what’s coming to you in this kingdom. It’s been ready for you since the world’s foundation. And here’s why:
I was hungry and you fed me,
I was thirsty and you gave me a drink,
I was homeless and you gave me a room,
I was shivering and you gave me clothes,
I was sick and you stopped to visit,
I was in prison and you came to me.’
Olibanum, labdanum, spikenard, cade, cardamom pod, and olive blossom.
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