Woe to me! I cried. I am ruined! For I am a man of unclean lips, and I live among a people of unclean lips, and my eyes have seen the King, the Lord Almighty. Then one of the seraphim flew to me with a live coal in his hand, which he had taken with tongs from the altar. With it he touched my mouth and said, See, this has touched your lips; your guilt is taken away and your sin atoned for. dewinde maa saminde oba sihasuna wetha maa ena wele galana jeewana diya daharini maa pawasa niwa ganne gini angurak maa dethole thaba wadan mage pivithuru karala maa mulu diviyama nirathuru oba langa premageethayak karan sada maa had wimasa, sithuman wimasa nawum hadak mata den saminda piyamba naginemi obe abiyasa sita rajaliyeku se thatu wihida
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