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Multitudes of people have been hurt

by my sins---a great number (even or odd)---

but mostly I have injured my Savior,

the salvific, regnant Son and Lamb of God.

Despite the sum total of my perfidy

(and the temper's eerie ability

to cast thorns in my way), my Savior's love for me

has secured me in his merciful clemency.

He died into, and therefore shattered, my death;

and by the power of His awesome Resurrection,

changed my life's meaning, and shape, and direction,

so that I shall nor, really draw a final breath.

Habakkuk and David call this the joy of Salvation;

and this, also, is my soul's chiefest exultation.

Starward

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