A man had been looking for a good church to attend, and he happened into a small one in which the congregation was reading with the minister. They were repeating:
“We have left undone those things which we ought to have done and we have done those things which we ought not to have done.”
The man dropped into a seat and sighed with relief, “I’ve found my crowd at last.”
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