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This day was meant to be the day of all our deaths; and many were appointed as Sheep to the Slaughter, nay, worse than so. There was a thing doing on it, if it had been done, we all had been undone. And the very same day wherein that appointment was disappointed by God, and we all saved, that we might not die but live, and declare the praise of the Lord: the Lord of whose doing, that marvellous deed was, of whose making, this joyful day is, that we celebrate.
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