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Chapter 8 - (VERSO)

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tell you I’m sorry for living wicked—I was always sorry for it all the time. There ain’t nobod never been a moment I wasn’t sorry, though nobody would believe it. I was driven on by fiends of hell. Oh, you don’t understand—you can’t understand—but I was always sorry!”

If you repent, that is all that is necessary. God will forgive you if you ask Him.”

“No, He can’t! Sins like mine can’t be forgiven. He can’t—and He won’t.”

“He can and He will. He is a God of love, Naomi.”

“No,” said Naomi with stubborn conviction. “He isn’t a God of love


From "Each in His Own Tongue."