A Passing Shadow
Our days on earth are like a passing shadow, gone so soon without a trace.
Our days on earth are like a passing shadow, gone so soon without a trace.
If the world hates you, remember that it hated me first. The world would love you as one of its own if you belonged to it, but you are no longer part of the world. I chose you to come out of the world, so it hates you. Do you remember what I told you?…