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Again, one preparing himself to sail, and about to pass through the raging waves, calleth upon a piece of wood more rotten than the vessel that carrieth him.
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For verily, desire for gain devised that vessel and the workman built it by his skill.
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But Thy providence, O Father, governeth it; for Thou hast made a way in the sea and a safe path in the waves,
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showing that Thou canst save from all danger, yea, though a man went to sea without art.
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Nevertheless Thou wouldest not that the works of Thy wisdom should be idle; and therefore do men commit their lives to a small piece of wood and, passing the rough sea in a weak vessel, are saved.
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For in the old times also when the proud giants perished, the hope of the world, governed by Thy hand, escaped in a weak vessel and left to all ages a seed of generation;
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for blessed is the wood whereby righteousness cometh.
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But that which is made with hands is accursed, as well as he that made it: he because he made it, and it because, being corruptible, it was called god.
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For the ungodly and his ungodliness are both alike hateful unto God,
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for that which is made shall be punished together with him that made it.