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“... the scriptures... when properly examined and rightly divided, do not portray Jesus as a poverty-stricken individual. On the contrary, Jesus is seen as a Man whose needs were met and who was regularly involved in meeting the needs of others.”

Quote by Kenneth E. Hagin

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Kenneth E. Hagin
Kenneth E. Hagin

Kenneth E. Hagin was a mysterious figure whose identity and career remain unclear. Born on August 20, 1917, and passing away on September 19, 2003, his life was filled with enigma. Despite the lack of clear information about his career, he left a significant impact in his own mysterious way. more

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