Renewing Your Mind
The Prince’s Poison Cup
R.C. Sproul
The prince stood up and found the golden cup. Going to the fountain, he held it under the falling water and filled it to the brim. Then he turned to the people and held the cup out to them. If anyone thirsts, he said, let him come to me and drink. He called out, and the blowing wind seemed to carry his words throughout the plaza and among the people watching from the shadows.
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