| http://www.w3.org/ns/prov#value | - er passed a cry for help, though at times I shook with fear.And sometimes, God, forgive me, I have wept an unmanly tearI know I do not deserve a place, among the people here.They never wanted me around, except to calm their fear.If you have a place for me here, Lord,1t needn't be so grand.I never expected or had too much, but if you don't, I will understand.'There was a silence all around the throne, whe
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