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Sincerity Forgive me oh lord but you know I must ask, are you certain I'm one suited for such a task? Surely such a job is more suited for a saint, and both you and I know lord,one of those I ain't! Only you know my God what I am or am not, and I will trust that it is by you this truth I got. Forgive my reluctance and drive me as you will, but take not thy truth which your teaching me still. Though others have I trusted or thought worthy to lead, but their blindness was like an infectious disease. I know now my mistake was in trusting another, and why I'm so grateful you helped me recover.
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