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Lord of uncertainty,
Lord of all doubt,
Whose voice was so gentle,
Who never would shout,
Who welcomed the moneychangers
And would not them judge:
Make me in your image
O Lord of the fudge.
Hymns for Our Times (1)
Others may follow (if you are unlucky).
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