...for Thou hast compassion on our dust and ashes. Psalm 103:9-14 It was pleasing in Thy sight to reform my deformity, and by inward stings Thou didst disturb me so that I was impatient until Thou wert made clear to my inward sight. By the secret hand of Thy healing my swelling was lessoned, the disordered and darkened eyesight of my mind was from day to day made whole by the stinging salve of wholesome grief.
Confessions, Augustine
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