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What better can we do than prostrate fall before Him reverent, and there confess humbly our faults, and pardon beg with tears watering the ground?

John Milton

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John Milton
Age: 65 †
Born: 1608
Born: December 9
Died: 1674
Died: November 8
Poet
Politician
Writer
Pardon
Faults
Ground
Tears
Prostrate
Fall
Watering
Better
Reverent
Humbly
Confess

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