Let all that I am praise the Lord. O Lord my God, how great you are! ... You made the moon to mark the seasons and the sun knows when to set. You send the darkness and it becomes night, when all the forest animals prowl about.
"Universal was the doom, neither rich nor poor escaped: the learned and the illiterate, the admired and the abhorred, the religious and the profane,..."
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