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“56: O SON OF MAN! Thou dost wish for gold and I desire thy freedom…” |
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O SON OF MAN! Thou dost wish for gold and I desire thy freedom
from it. Thou thinkest thyself rich in its possession,
and I recognize thy wealth in thy sanctity
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therefrom. By My life! This is My knowledge, and
that is thy fancy; how can My way accord with
thine?
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