human
And I can't tell him, she thought;
gpt
Then came the question,
human
Why must I suffer and be misunderstood, when Ruth can act differently? But again the voice was heard that ever brought calm and sweet assurance, saying,
gpt
Is this your love for me? He that loveth father or mother more than me, is not worthy of me, but he that loseth his life for my sake shall find it.
human
O yes, was the response,
gpt
I would do a great deal for love of Guy, but more, far more for love of Jesus;