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I feel clean! My whole body is a'quiver with cleanness!.

Yet they abide.They abide and they endure.

My soul is humble when I see the way little ones accept their lot. You'd think the world would be ashamed to name such a day as Christmas for one of them and then go on in the same old way. That's the richest gift a body could have.You know, when you're little, you have more endurance than God is ever to grant you again.You're going to grow up to be a strong, fine woman and I'm gonna see to it that you do. You were looking for love, Ruby, in the only foolish way you knew how.I'm good for somethin' in this old world, and I know it, too. I'm a strong tree with branches for many birds.

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She'll be losin' her mind to a tricky mouth and a full moon, and like as not I'll be saddled with the consequences. You two youngsters get up here to me this instant.Wherefore by their fruits, ye shall know them.' Neither can a corrupt tree bring forth good fruit. A good tree cannot bring forth evil fruit. And then the good Lord went on to say, 'Beware of false prophets which come to you in sheep's clothing, but inwardly, they are ravening wolves. And I know you won't forget, 'Judge not lest you be judged,' because I explained that to you. And how he said, 'Blessed are the pure in heart for they shall see God.' And how he said that King Solomon in all his glory was not as beautiful as the lilies of the field. Now, you remember children how I told you last Sunday about the good Lord going up into the mountain and talking to the people.Devil! You whores of Babylon! I'll be back, when it's dark. The Lord God Jehovah will guide my hand in vengeance.

All right, but you haven't heard the last of Harry Powell yet.

She had two pretty children, but one night those pretty children flew away into the sky, into the moon.

Once upon a time there was a pretty fly, he had a wife this pretty fly but one day she flew away, flew away.

No, dear Madam, if you was to know what a crown of thorns I've borne in my search for them stray chicks. To think I never hoped to see them again in this world. Now just tell me, where's the money hid? John doesn't matter! Can't I get that through your head, you poor silly, disgusting little wretch! There now, you made me lose my temper.

I can hear you whisperin', children, so I know you're down there.

Can't nobody say I didn't do my best to save her. I tried to save her.But the devil wins sometimes. I must wear it bravely.She'll not be back. It's LOVE that won, and ol' Left Hand HATE is down for the count! But wait a minute, wait a minute! Hot dog! LOVE's a winnin'? Yes, siree. These fingers, dear hearts, is always a-warrin' and a-tuggin', one agin the other. The right hand, friends! The hand of love! Now watch and I'll show you the story of life. You see these fingers, dear hearts? These fingers has veins that run straight to the soul of man. Would you like me to tell you the little story of Right Hand-Left Hand - the story of good and evil? H-A-T-E! It was with this left hand that old brother Cain struck the blow that laid his brother low.

Ah, little lad, you're starin' at my fingers.

A man with $10,000 hid somewhere and a widow in the makin'.

Lord, you sure knowed what You was doin' when You put me in this very cell at this very time.

The Lord blinded mine enemies when they brought me in this evil place.I come not with peace, but with a sword.This sword has served me through many an evil time.

But there are things you do hate Lord: perfume-smellin' things, lacy things, things with curly hair. Sometimes I wonder if you really understand. The widow with a little wad of bills hid away in a sugar bowl. You say the word, Lord, I'm on my way.You always send me money to go forth and preach your Word.

Well now, what's it to be Lord? Another widow? How many has it been? Six? Twelve? I disremember.