Lord, thou knowest my frailty and my need, that I hold abominable or loathe the sign of my pride and of my glory, which is on mine head in the days of my showing, and that I loathe it as the cloth of a woman having unclean blood or in the flux of blood, and I bear not, or use it, in the days of my stillness or my silence,
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