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But the scene in the courtyard had changed.  The poor and needy had not run at the sight of Jesus raising a whip.  They had not seen anger in His eyes ~ they saw love and hope.  They turned to this Rescuer and cried, “Master, bless me!” 

Like a mother bending to help her children, He reached out to those who suffered.  Each one was healed ~ the dumb spoke words of praise, the blind wept at the sight of their Saviour’s face.  Voices again filled the temple with echoing sound.  But this time the voices were filled with thankfulness and praise.  Young and old, fathers and mothers, friends and onlookers were filled with joy and hope.  And they spread that hope as they returned to their homes, telling the story to everyone they met along the way.


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