Matt.23.32

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Matt.23.32

Fill ye up then the measure of your fathers.

Matt.23.32

"You can't squirm out of this: Every drop of righteous blood ever spilled on this earth, beginning with the blood of that good man Abel right down to the blood of Zechariah, Barachiah's son, whom you murdered at his prayers, is on your head.

Matt.23.32

Fill up, then, the measure of the sin of your forefathers!

Matt.23.32

Fill up, then, the measure of your fathers' guilt.

Matt.23.32

Go ahead. Finish what they started.