Thursday, November 29, 2018
it is ruinous; repair it
“Narrow is the mansion of my soul; enlarge it, that You may enter in. It is ruinous; repair it. It must offend Your eyes; I confess and know it. But who shall cleanse it? Or to whom should I cry, except to You? Lord, cleanse me from my secret faults, and spare Your servant from the power of the enemy. I believe, and therefore do I speak.” - Augustine
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