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All of us have become like one who is unclean, and all our righteous acts are like filthy rags; we all shrivel up like a leaf, and like the wind our sins sweep us away. Yet, O Lord, you are our Father. We are the clay, you are the potter; we are all the work of your hand. Monday, December 1, 2014. Thanks for all you have meant to mean, Blogger. You were a necessary point on my journey of writing. Monday, June 2, 2014. So what, then, is the solution? .
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