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God's will be done!
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Then came our Lord Himself, with
His scythe and His hour-glass.
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Yes, Johannes, yes.
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Why art thou afraid. Oh! Thou
of little faith?
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I have not yet ascended unto
my father.
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Keep quiet, Johannes.
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But in His native village
He performed no great works,
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because they did not believe
in Him.
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Go to your room. Go to bed.
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Well, Mikkel?
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The child has come.
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Was it a boy, as Inger
promised me?
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Yes. It was a boy.
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There, you see, the Lord
does not fail...
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He's lying there, in the pail,
cut into four pieces.
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Oh! Mikkel, if only
you could pray to God.
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You can do that, father.