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A little girl lost her front teeth and spoke with a lisp. One day her grandmother was reading the Bible to her, from an old translation.
The grandmother read such words as “sayeth” and “doth” and “hath” and so on.
After a while the little girl said, “So God must be missing His front teeth too!”

From the smallest things comes the greatest comfort.

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