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Father, who made the mountains that reach clear up into the sky over there where the sun goes down in the west? It was God, my dear little boy. Don tyou remember the psalm we read in the synagogue last week: I will lift up mine eyes unto the mountains, from whence cometh my help.
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Présentation de l'éditeur
Excerpt from Chapter I: “Father, who made the mountains that reach clear up into the sky over there where the sun goes down in the west?” “It was God, my dear little boy. Don’t you remember the psalm we read in the synagogue last week: ‘I will lift up mine eyes unto the mountains, from whence cometh my help. My help cometh from the Lord who made the heavens and the earth’? God made the Taurus Mountains on the west of our dear city and He made those peaks of the Amanus you see off there in the East, over which the storks fly in the autumn, and He made this wonderful river, the Cydnus, which dashes through the cleft in the mountains and makes those great waterfalls which you love and which rushes headlong through the city on its way to the blue sea.”
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