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Luke 12: 27,28,32
27 Consider the lilies how they grow: they toil not, they spin not; and yet I say unto you, that Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these.
28 If then God so clothe the grass, which is to day in the field, and to morrow is cast into the oven; how much more will he clothe you, O ye of little faith?
32 Fear not, little flock; for it is your Father's good pleasure to give you the kingdom.
