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thou art clothed with honor and majesty

What clothing! O Lord my God, we worship

your clothes. Our God’s a fashionable God;

no Presbyterian. New money. Not

a Catholic. Evangelical—furnished

with effective praise—no make-up except

will, lots of it, nothing but it, explaining

things to us inerrantly on the page—

a potentate to pagans. When the step-

son appeared we were rightly skeptical

and remain so. He was everything You

are not—visible in the dark, insolvent.

He walked, he loved, he ridiculed, he slept.

You tried to save him from his followers,

but there was nothing You could do.