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on the mysteries of the Trinity.
“Christ died for you, Naomi. He bore your sins in His own body on the cross.“
“We bear our own sins,“ said Naomi fiercely. “I’ve borne mine all my life – and I’ll bear them for all eternity. I can’t believe anything else. I can’t believe God can forgive me. I’ve ruined people body and soul – I’ve broken hearts and poisoned homes – I’m worse than a murderess. No – no – no, there’s no hope for me.“ Her voice rose again into that shrill, intolerable shriek. “I’ve got to go to hell. It aint so much the fire I’m skeered of as the outer darkness. I’ve always been so
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From "Each in His Own Tongue."