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Amy Carmichael is one of my heroes. You really should get to know her. She wrote: 

Hast thou no scar?

No hidden scar on foot or side or hand?

I hear thee sung as mighty in the land

I hear them hail thy bright ascendant star

Hast thou no scar?

Hast thou no wound?

Yet I was wounded by the archers, spent,

Leaned Me against a tree to die; and rent

By ravening beasts that compassed Me, I swooned

Hast thou no wound?

No wound? No scar?

Yet, as the Master shall the servant be

And pierced are the feet that follow Me

But thine are whole; can he have followed far

Who has nor wound nor scar?

Amy Carmichael, Toward Jerusalem, page 85.

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