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Well, for vs poore Publicanes, wee will not trust to our deserts (which will shelter vs no more then an Arbour in Winter) but to GODS tender compassion. What though my sinnes bee as red as bloud, |
Well, for us poor Publicans, we will not trust to our deserts (which will shelter us no more then an Arbour in Winter) but to GOD'S tender compassion. What though my Sins be as read as blood, |
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