It’s my sinful pride
When I say that faith must hide
Behind; to behold
Progress: mankind’s shining star,
‘Till a butterfly flies by.
Gary Edward Geraci
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If we put our (lighted) candlestick under a bushel (or bed) it will set things on fire - hay or bed sheets!
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