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No.
No, it's time. I won't see them harmed, not by my hand, not even to strike at You.
Why? Because I love them. I love them more than I hate you, aye, as much as that, and aye, all of them. All the life that is, and ye know what? I love you, too. I forgive ye, Father, for the harm ye've done, the mistakes ye've made. I forgive ye, and I forgive myself. We've both caused suffering when we could have eased it, for we're naught but imperfect beings, aye, no better nor worse than every other man.
Nonetheless... not my will but Thine be done.
No, it's time. I won't see them harmed, not by my hand, not even to strike at You.
Why? Because I love them. I love them more than I hate you, aye, as much as that, and aye, all of them. All the life that is, and ye know what? I love you, too. I forgive ye, Father, for the harm ye've done, the mistakes ye've made. I forgive ye, and I forgive myself. We've both caused suffering when we could have eased it, for we're naught but imperfect beings, aye, no better nor worse than every other man.
Nonetheless... not my will but Thine be done.