human
Some eyes, she thought,
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Lord, I thank Thee that I am not as other men. And never, perhaps, is the Divine patience so severely tried as when that self-complacent voice is heard. How sweet in Christ's ears must be those other voices--stealing up to Him through the egotist's loveless _Te Deum_--breathing the publican's old prayer,
human
God be merciful to me a sinner!