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I dreamt of infinite golden wheat fields while my stomach rumbled for a crust of bread, a mercy I could truly taste.
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A reading from Psalms 145:9
The Lord is good to all men; and his mercies are over all his works.
— Psalms 145:9 (en_bbe)
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His mercies are over all.